Page 29
Story: His Hell Girl
A rabbit.
A small white rabbit hops toward me, stopping when he's a few steps away. His eyes are bloody red as he looks upon me.
It blinks. Then it runs.
I don't know why, but I follow, running after the tiny creature until I hit a brick wall, my entire body reeling from the impact.
"What…" I whisper, raising my head to regard the looming wall. Even as I look to the sky, I cannot seem to find its end point.
"Here," I hear a voice call to me, and without even thinking I follow. The voice gets increasingly louder, until I find myself in another room, this time filled with children.
I'm in the middle of the crowd as tens of children swarm around me, all of them screaming and yelling and protesting something.
Suddenly, they turn their eyes on me, noticing my presence for the first time. Their features draw up in anger and they give a shout before chasing me.
I don't even know how I evade them. I just run and run and run. My feet carry me to places I shouldn't be able to access. My body reacts first, and then my mind follows.
I watch how under my eyes, the background changes again, walls erecting around me, steel machinery appearing everywhere.
"That's it, my little miracle," I hear someone say, his breath next to my ear. "The aorta is the largest artery in the body. You've learned your lesson well," he praises, putting a silver tray with different instruments in front of me.
"Let's see how you put it into practice, too. Dissect the aorta from beginning to end, and you may earn a prize."
I nod, grabbing on to the instruments that I know by name by now. Every step, every technical term, it's embedded in my mind as I start the dissection, cutting into live flesh, the screams of my subject deafening, yet so familiar that I don't even mind them.
I am entirely focused on pleasing the man watching behind me, knowing that if I do, the reward will be good indeed — and not only for me.
I bring the scalpel down on his chest, removing all skin and flesh from bone, cutting into muscle until the sternum is visible.Then, I switch to different instruments to open his chest cavity to get access to his heart.
Blood comes out in spurts, my technique new and unpracticed. But I don't mind it as my sole goal is to bring this to an end and get my sister a new set of clothes.
Sister.
Where did that thought come from?
I have a sister?
I raise my head up from the opened up carcass in front of me, and I seeher.
She's small, so excruciatingly small as she holds onto the rabbit I'd chased earlier. She notices me looking at her and she turns to me slowly, giving me a dazzling smile.
"You're back, brother," she whispers, warmth dripping from her tone.
"V…" I start, the name stuck on my tongue.
A light tremor goes through my surroundings, mounting until the very building I'm in starts shaking, the walls crumbling.
"V!" I yell to her, extending my hand out to her to get her to safety. But she just shakes her head, her arms tightening over the rabbit.
The entire structure collapses, and yet none of the debris touches me.
I blink and waves start crashing into me, the water so red you'd think it was blood.
"Run," I hear Vanya's voice in my head, so I do, the waves following me. One look back and like a tsunami, the waves are becoming taller and taller.
I open my mouth to reply to her, but everything happens at once. The water swallows me whole, inundating my senses. I taste the metallic hint of blood in my mouth, and as I try my best to fight against it, I can't do anything as I start choking on it.
"You shouldn't have come here, brother," my sister tells me as she slowly comes toward me. I'm still coughing up blood, the scenery changed again.
A small white rabbit hops toward me, stopping when he's a few steps away. His eyes are bloody red as he looks upon me.
It blinks. Then it runs.
I don't know why, but I follow, running after the tiny creature until I hit a brick wall, my entire body reeling from the impact.
"What…" I whisper, raising my head to regard the looming wall. Even as I look to the sky, I cannot seem to find its end point.
"Here," I hear a voice call to me, and without even thinking I follow. The voice gets increasingly louder, until I find myself in another room, this time filled with children.
I'm in the middle of the crowd as tens of children swarm around me, all of them screaming and yelling and protesting something.
Suddenly, they turn their eyes on me, noticing my presence for the first time. Their features draw up in anger and they give a shout before chasing me.
I don't even know how I evade them. I just run and run and run. My feet carry me to places I shouldn't be able to access. My body reacts first, and then my mind follows.
I watch how under my eyes, the background changes again, walls erecting around me, steel machinery appearing everywhere.
"That's it, my little miracle," I hear someone say, his breath next to my ear. "The aorta is the largest artery in the body. You've learned your lesson well," he praises, putting a silver tray with different instruments in front of me.
"Let's see how you put it into practice, too. Dissect the aorta from beginning to end, and you may earn a prize."
I nod, grabbing on to the instruments that I know by name by now. Every step, every technical term, it's embedded in my mind as I start the dissection, cutting into live flesh, the screams of my subject deafening, yet so familiar that I don't even mind them.
I am entirely focused on pleasing the man watching behind me, knowing that if I do, the reward will be good indeed — and not only for me.
I bring the scalpel down on his chest, removing all skin and flesh from bone, cutting into muscle until the sternum is visible.Then, I switch to different instruments to open his chest cavity to get access to his heart.
Blood comes out in spurts, my technique new and unpracticed. But I don't mind it as my sole goal is to bring this to an end and get my sister a new set of clothes.
Sister.
Where did that thought come from?
I have a sister?
I raise my head up from the opened up carcass in front of me, and I seeher.
She's small, so excruciatingly small as she holds onto the rabbit I'd chased earlier. She notices me looking at her and she turns to me slowly, giving me a dazzling smile.
"You're back, brother," she whispers, warmth dripping from her tone.
"V…" I start, the name stuck on my tongue.
A light tremor goes through my surroundings, mounting until the very building I'm in starts shaking, the walls crumbling.
"V!" I yell to her, extending my hand out to her to get her to safety. But she just shakes her head, her arms tightening over the rabbit.
The entire structure collapses, and yet none of the debris touches me.
I blink and waves start crashing into me, the water so red you'd think it was blood.
"Run," I hear Vanya's voice in my head, so I do, the waves following me. One look back and like a tsunami, the waves are becoming taller and taller.
I open my mouth to reply to her, but everything happens at once. The water swallows me whole, inundating my senses. I taste the metallic hint of blood in my mouth, and as I try my best to fight against it, I can't do anything as I start choking on it.
"You shouldn't have come here, brother," my sister tells me as she slowly comes toward me. I'm still coughing up blood, the scenery changed again.
Table of Contents
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45
- Page 46
- Page 47
- Page 48
- Page 49
- Page 50
- Page 51
- Page 52
- Page 53
- Page 54
- Page 55
- Page 56
- Page 57
- Page 58
- Page 59
- Page 60
- Page 61
- Page 62
- Page 63
- Page 64
- Page 65
- Page 66
- Page 67
- Page 68
- Page 69
- Page 70
- Page 71
- Page 72
- Page 73
- Page 74
- Page 75
- Page 76
- Page 77
- Page 78
- Page 79
- Page 80
- Page 81
- Page 82
- Page 83
- Page 84
- Page 85
- Page 86
- Page 87
- Page 88
- Page 89
- Page 90
- Page 91
- Page 92
- Page 93
- Page 94
- Page 95
- Page 96
- Page 97
- Page 98
- Page 99
- Page 100
- Page 101
- Page 102
- Page 103
- Page 104
- Page 105
- Page 106
- Page 107
- Page 108
- Page 109
- Page 110
- Page 111
- Page 112
- Page 113
- Page 114
- Page 115
- Page 116
- Page 117
- Page 118
- Page 119
- Page 120
- Page 121
- Page 122
- Page 123
- Page 124
- Page 125
- Page 126
- Page 127
- Page 128
- Page 129
- Page 130
- Page 131
- Page 132
- Page 133
- Page 134
- Page 135
- Page 136
- Page 137
- Page 138
- Page 139
- Page 140
- Page 141
- Page 142
- Page 143
- Page 144
- Page 145
- Page 146
- Page 147
- Page 148
- Page 149
- Page 150
- Page 151
- Page 152
- Page 153
- Page 154
- Page 155
- Page 156
- Page 157
- Page 158
- Page 159
- Page 160
- Page 161
- Page 162
- Page 163
- Page 164
- Page 165
- Page 166
- Page 167
- Page 168
- Page 169
- Page 170
- Page 171
- Page 172
- Page 173
- Page 174
- Page 175
- Page 176
- Page 177
- Page 178
- Page 179
- Page 180
- Page 181
- Page 182
- Page 183
- Page 184
- Page 185
- Page 186
- Page 187
- Page 188
- Page 189
- Page 190
- Page 191
- Page 192
- Page 193
- Page 194
- Page 195
- Page 196
- Page 197
- Page 198
- Page 199
- Page 200
- Page 201
- Page 202
- Page 203
- Page 204
- Page 205
- Page 206
- Page 207
- Page 208
- Page 209
- Page 210
- Page 211
- Page 212
- Page 213
- Page 214