The knock on the door shifted his attention to where the knock was coming from. He walked towards the direction and opened to see Evans. "Oh Evans, I never thought you'd stop by.” Ryan stammered, looking towards the blue light, which hadn't disappeared and slowly opening the door for Evans to enter. "Yeah, I just thought to check up.” Evans smiled entering into the now well-arranged hospital room. Ryan grasped as Evans began to move towards the blue light."Oh, it's that late. " Ryan bumped in, in an attempt to rather let Evans start leaving. He was worried and didn’t even know if Evans could see what he was seeing. "Well, I assumed that, since you were busy talking with your system’s voice. Your personal Artificial Intelligence.” Ryan’s eyes grew wide. Does Evans know about Draco?“Who is this man?” He pounded in his mind. "Hey, visitor,” Draco spoke out. Ryan looked a bit confused, uneasy, and unsettled. “How are things with you? Family? How has your wife been?" Draco asked E

Ryan followed the direction of Evans' outstretched finger, turning his gaze toward the indicated spot. Then, he swiftly turned back to Evans, whose mouth fell agape. Disbelief washed over Ryan as he comprehended what Evans was pointing at—his home engulfed in flames.Ryan leaped out of the car, his heart racing as he sprinted towards his blazing home. Spotting the nearby drums of water, he wasted no time, drenching himself completely before charging into the inferno. His soaked figure illuminated by the flames, he dashed forward, driven by desperation, disregarding the consequences of life or death.“Ryan, Ryan!” Evans’s urgent voice pierced through the chaos. Ryan pressed inward, away from the flames, as he took off his family frame from the wall and his untouched luggage, which hadn't caught fire. Despite the scorching heat, he fought through, his skin slick with sweat. Struggling against the intense fire, he staggered towards the exit, each step a battle against the engulfing blaze

As four male staff members entered the room carrying two individuals in evident pain, Ryan promptly evaluated the scene. Anyone could easily guess it was a fatal accident. He proceeded towards the first man while delegating care for the other to additional medical personnel. Gently grasping the man's arm, Ryan conducted a pulse check and meticulously assessed the extent of his injuries.Although the physical injuries seemed limited to two areas, Ryan sensed blood flowing from various sources, hinting at potentially severe wounds. The man visibly struggled to maintain composure, undoubtedly grappling with the harrowing thoughts of potential consequences if his condition deteriorated further."Sir, please, try to stay calm. You're not going to die. I assure you," Ryan expressed with compassion, offering reassurance to at least reduce the man's fears."Sir, I don't want to die. I have a family..” his voice breaking. “A family that needs me. I'm the father of triplets. Their mother is

"Sir, what if, after using up all our flares, this man ends up dying?”"Don't be a pessimist; become an optimist. Think positively. Ryan screamed, closing his eyes. The other team followed him by slowly closing their eyes making the victim feel uncomfortable. By the time they opened their eyes in unison, they were all green. The light in the theater went off, with only the rays of blue light emission coming in and brightening up the room. Ryan felt his arms becoming heavy as he healed the scar on the man's brain, regenerating his lost cells with one movement of light. The rays of blue light envelope the victim really well, healing the victim and keeping all casualties from occurring.Meanwhile, Lucian and Belinda were interrogating the young lady who had come in with the victim.Meanwhile, upstairs, Lucian and Belinda were engrossed in a heated conversation with the young lady accompanying the victim.“So you refused his offer. And he decided to kill your husband because he belie

Lucian turned deaf ears to Belinda’s please. Blood could be seen finding its way to every corner of the reception. It was coming out of a figure; a male figure, he was grunting, panting, and letting out cries of pain."Why, why, why?” She sang. “Why did you have to have to do it, Lucian? Why?" Belinda's eyes were filled with tears, clouding her vision."I don't know." His voice trembling, his hands shaking as he threw the knife away. Lucian's eyes flickered with pain as he fell off Ryan's body with blood flowing out of his abdomen. A knife was present in his abdomen, cutting his body whole and out."What? Hey! What just happened?" Ryan asked, standing up to meet Lucian."Didn't you see what happened?" Belinda's eye threw Ryan away. "I closed my eyes, thinking I was going to get stabbed, so I definitely didn't see a thing.""While you were busy closing your damn eyes, he stabbed himself." She barked. “What? Doesn’t sound sane to me, if you ask me.” Ryan rolled his eyes. “Fortunate