Close call

Ever heard of someone who tricked death? Well, Reuben did, not once but twice this being the second time. It’s now two minutes past and nothing, Reuben just lay there, the hostile monitor was flat, no pulse. One more minute and the doctor declared the patient deceased.

How! The doctor was dumb founded, but he wasn’t the only one, the nurses and even Ben were astonished. The hostle monitor recorded a pulse, but unless it’s broken, but it’s new that means…

Yes it’s true you may not believe it but the 5 voltage shock did the trick. It boosted the heart pumping system and circulated the magnesium fast enough to neutralize the poison’s effects. The nervous system was gaining stability reversing the effects of the poison.

Suddenly, a breath came out, he was alive, Reuben was alive. If Jesus was the only who resurrected, maybe Reuben was the second. But it wasn’t past three minutes for someone to be declared dead, so Reuben tricked death, who knew?

Ben was now glad twice, he saw his brother’s life nearly slip on his own arms. Minutes later after Reuben was conscious he was given some headache pills and went back to slip. The head nurse was then called aside by Ben and the doctor.

He was wearing doctor Kin’s overall, but weirdly he was supposed to be in the theatre, she paused he was masculine, had a deep voice dark skinned…yes…he also poisoned the patient she concluded stating the obvious. What happened was no accident, someone was aiming at his temple, he tried killing his brother, twice. Ben was uttering this in his head. He now had the description, what was left was finding this piece of work.

He just saw his brother “ resurrect” he can’t just be going all hot headed into the streets, hunting some person whose description matched almost every individual in Madagascar, it even matched Reuben’s except the poisoning part. He had to settle down and rest, he was human after all, he was exhausted, rest Ben rest, a soothing echo ringed in his head and burying his head between his crossed hands on top of his thighs, good night!

Weeks have passed Ben is still stressed about his brother’s condition, before the planned assassination, he was getting better but now he was back to zero, had to start all over again the healing process. Screw those Koreans! Ben uttered in his head. With all his brother’s health drama going on he had no time caressing Brian if he didn’t want to talk fine! I got enough drama to deal with on my plate! He retorted consecutively.

Brain was playing dumb his ass was saved by a whisker, and man showed no gratitude, maybe he should have been left to die! I mean that’s what he wished for right? But Brian thought to, this stranger just saved my life, maybe interaction with him may be the least way to return the favor.

So since then Brian opened up, after Ben stayed with his brother he would come and spend some time with Brian. They would laugh, make jokes of each other’s pain, who knew they would open up to each other? Well, Ben and Brian, certainly did not!

With the bonding moments, Brian stated opening up. At one time, Ben asked jokingly why he thought of jumping of a building, instead of shooting yourself in the head. There and then, Brian broke down in tears, he was reminded of the trauma before ending in the hospital bed.

The chases, death threats, sister in a comma, wanted by police, all played back in his head. Ben rued why he even joked about it, stupid why did you say it? Ben blamed himself. He was supposed to he had no idea what the man on a ward bed with drippers from his hand went through, well not yet.

He never wanted to be here, circumstances forced him to. But he gave in, Brian gave in a deep forceful breath and there he flowed out his emotion. The experience he went through and that the moment he was out of the hospital, he was dead. Ben understood the guy, no wonder he tried to kill himself, I would do the same! Ben uttered in his head.

He felt pity for the guy, he was just an unfortunate person in unlikely wanted situations. What a pity! But what can I do? Ben questioned himself as he tried to relax Brian who was down in tears.

But he had his own share of trouble on his plate, his brother was in harm’s way every minute. But wait, hold on! Maybe there is a way they can help each other. Ben told Brian who suddenly seemed interested.

Controlled his emotion and wiped the drool from his mouth and the tears from his eyes, he was keen to what Ben had to say. Ben however seemed tense, he was unsure of Brian’s capability for the task thinking of the risks that come with it. But he was likely to be unsure, I mean anyone who thought what Ben was thinking would be.

Looking Brian straight in the eye he let out the maniacal idea he had cooked seconds ago. “Have you ever impersonated someone?” Ben questioned, yes the idea was maniacal. He was reasoning like a lunatic, but come to think of it, was he insane or just simply creative?

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