Bloody Eyes
|Bab 4|

A few hours later Luana felt in a good mood again, but Daniela did not allow him to return to work and he came home, only to return the next day after successfully convincing Dani that he was fine. He only eliminated one thing: the thirst had not stopped, but that was the least.

He told himself that he should not miss this workday, he could not let his patient lose his life due to the unreasonable bad taste on his part. He has an operating schedule, which, if delayed, will eventually lead to the death of his patients, and the loss of life, or actually cause the loss of life, is too much for him, he said, it was enough that he did not save his parents. '.

Running through the corridor, due to the simple fact that he woke up a few minutes late, he headed to the surgical center, where they might have been waiting for him. There was no other way, they were all ready and, if it wasn't for Daniela that kept them waiting, they would have started without their boss. Luana thanks him and with a smile on her face for being ready to save another life, she goes on, towards her biggest hobby, the thing she loves the most: saving lives.

But nothing went according to plan. At the beginning of his execution (surgery), when he saw the blood of his patients, he felt a very strange desire: to drink it, in addition to the warm sweet aroma that prompted him to do so. Controlling himself as best he could, he couldn't help but notice the expressions of his comrades on him, they seemed to have worried faces even behind their masks.

Why do you want to drink blood? As? It doesn't make sense anymore. After about eight hours in the operating room, the surgery was finally determined and now, the patient is finally out of danger of death. Exhausted Luana did not even speak to her colleagues who were trying to bring the patient to rest. He left the hospital looking for air.

And again in calmness, she let empty tears flow, this was her way of venting and trying to calm her simple heart. And without him noticing, night came, passed in an instant, or even less than that. It was just that at that moment he was fighting his own demons. Do not judge him for disconnecting from the world, for each of us has our own demons to fight against and judge the other for judging ourselves.

Idiot of those who think that life is a thousand wonders and here we will live forever. I said no. Life, however beautiful, is hard, bitter, difficult. And here we live just a cursory glance, everything is gone in the blink of an eye. Well, everything is like that for us humans. But there is an eternal: supernatural. But this is nothing to comment on, I still have no experience with them.

As he looked at his watch, returning to reality, he saw that he had passed the end of his shift half an hour ago. Looking up at the sky for the last time, he saw that it was the night of the full moon, his favorite. He smiled weakly at himself and went down the stairs. He went to his room and collected his belongings, left the hospital and ignored anyone who decided to call him. He just needs a break, that is his home. He didn't know what possessed him, but he knew he wanted time for himself.