"Emergency! Emergency! Doctor, we need something to stop the blood!"

Random technical terms for different operation instruments get shout through the room. Felix does not understand a word. His throat is in pain and he feels the stitches the surgeons make, as they close the inner and outer wounds as fast as they can.

Some assistant shoved him pain killer and water in his mouth as soon as his throat is closed. But Felix feels no difference. He just stares at them emotionless and confused. When they brought him out of the OP room in a brighter and whiter room without any instruments and co., he feels how his feelings come back into his body. The stitches hurt like hell and tears search their way on his cheeks. Felix whimmers and flinches at every small gesture.

He feels like someone calls him. He feels like someone needed his help, but at the same time he feels like he takes all the pain from someone else. Why does he suffer? The boy does not understand what is happening in him.

Jeongin sits in the bush and stares at the window emotionless. Without Seungmin and his complains it's no fun. He stares at the girl, but he does only feel the pain of unknowing emptiness.

He stayed in the hospital until his visitor time ended, so exactly four hours. That's the time the doctors allowed him to stay, even though it's in the middle of the night. Now there are still two hours left until eight o' clock in the morning, then the official morning visitor time will start and he swears he will be back. Until now, Seungmin is still in the OP room, that are six hours... Jeongin sighs and stands up. His belly grumbles. He does not feel like eating, knowing that his best friend can't eat with him right now, but he knows he has to. Jeongin finds a street food stand. His belly grumbles louder at the smell of tteokbokki and dumplings. Still he wants to vomit, because he can't keep his mind of the officer in the OP room in an hospital, not even 20 minutes with feet from here...

The young man ends up buying for two people. He knows Seungmin prefers dumplings. So he got two portions dumplings and two pair of chopsticks. He walks down the street in the direction of the hospital.

One and a half hour left. Jeongin walks through the side streets and smaller alleys. He looks up when the streets stop.

The view is fascinating. The view is dark and mysterious, but still it carries some kind of magic. He can hear it. This something. Some kind of voice.

Jeongin takes one of the dumplings in his mouth and sits down. Staring at the picture infront of him, he eats the whole portion he got for himself.

Then he packs Seungmin's food in his bag and looks up. One deep breathe. Another deep breathe. He laughs ironically, because hell Jeongin knows what this it. But he can't stop himself.

The forest is calling him.