The Rising Phoenix: Devisee’s escapade.

The only way

The men returned their gazes to the old man who suddenly fell on his back, and let out a huff from his mouth and nostrils. The remaining blood on his face trickled down and stained the white bedspread.

“Is he…” Jason couldn’t get himself to complete the words he had in mind as he looked at his Grandfather whose stillness made his heart try to escape from his chest. He bent down at once and placed his ear on his chest. He listened for a few seconds, but he couldn’t hear anything.

“His heart stopped,” Jason announced with a weak tone, almost shedding tears as he looked at Harry who decided to check himself. He placed his ear on the old man’s chest and listened attentively while Jason watched keenly, hoping that he was wrong.

Slowly, Harry lifted his head from the old man, and his countenance was enough to tell that he confirmed the words Jason said earlier.

“Did you hear anything?” Jason asked even though the Butlers’s countenance was enough to give him the answer he wanted.

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