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Chapter 51

I woke up from a bad dream, I reached my hand to touch Namjoon but I found cold and empty sheets on his side of the bed. I don't remember much about the details of the dream but what made a cold shiver run through me was the ending. In the end, I was looking at my body which was lying in a hospital bed. My body was connected to so many machines desperately trying to keep me alive. Beside my bed was Namjoon who was crying and blaming himself for what happened to me.

I suppose I was a spirit because every time I tried to touch him, my hand went through. After many desperate attempts to alert him of my presence, I hovered at the corner of the room, crying with him. I woke up shivering. For some reason, it felt more than a dream. It felt real. Perhaps it was a premonition.

My ancestors had premonitions, an ability that was passed down through each generation. In my parent's generation, my mother had it and in my generation, I have it. It was rare to dream of the future unless it was completely necessary. However, the premonition may or may not come to pass. Just like the future is not set in stone, premonitions are meant to be used as warnings. One thing was for sure, I might be in danger, from what, I was not certain.

I jumped out of bed, looked for my phone, and called the only person who would ease my mind, my mother. She picked after the third ring, and without any greetings, I told her about my dream. I explained my situation and how it could be tied to my dream.

She asked me how I felt after I woke up from my dream and I explained I couldn't remember the beginning of the dream but the ending stuck with me. She concluded it was a premonition. Like I said it was rare to have them unless it was extremely serious and necessary.

In turn, she informed me, that she has been feeling a sense of dread since the beginning of the week. She was anxious, on edge, and unsettled. She was barely eating well. She felt like she was waiting for something, like bad news. By the time I cut the call, all my mother's anxiety had shifted to me.

What was going to happen?

Was I in danger?

Something was about to happen, I could feel it and so did my mother who was on another continent.

Should I tell Namjoon? Or will he brush it off as superstition? I didn't want him to worry about me. My father never believed in premonitions at the beginning. He always brushed it off as being tired or anxious but somehow, they always came to pass. Always.

Since it was a warning to me, I should be careful from now on. I will not be wandering off alone. I will always have company outside the hospital. I was distracted while I made the bed, took a shower, and dressed for work.

Seri and the driver were already waiting downstairs to take me to work. I took my bag and headed for the door, before I could take a step outside our house my body and mind were overtaken by dread. I had goosebumps while the hairs behind my neck rose.

I ran back inside and called Seri and the driver to come pick me up at the door. Seri knew of the situation so they rushed to my side. With them beside me, I felt more at ease. We went to the hospital and started our day. I consulted with some patients before it was time to take a break.

I refused to leave the safety of my office, forcing Seri to bring me my meals. She didn't mind, that's what she said. I ate my meal quietly before I got a call from Namjoon.

" Are you eating?" He asked

" Yes, what's up?"

" The person who put your information online has been arrested and will be taken to court"

" That's great news"

Why didn't I feel relieved though? Why didn't the anxiety go away? Was the danger from someone else?

" Avah! Avah! Are you listening to me?"

Namjoon's voice cut through my anxious thoughts.

" Sorry, what did you say?"

" I'm saying, you are safe now"

" Why don't I feel safe?" I mumbled

" What?" He asked

" Nothing babe, have a great day. I have to get back to work"

" Fine. I love you"

" I love you too"

I was more anxious than I was before the call. Something was not right. Something about the situation didn't feel right. If the culprit was arrested, why didn't I feel relieved? Why was the anxiety multiplied?

I took in the next patient. Thankfully most of my patients were well-behaved today. The person who uploaded my details failed to upload my face, which I was thankful for. When I handled the last patient of the day, I felt better. My work was not affected by my personal life and I wanted to keep it that way.

I stood up, stretched, and removed my lab coat, and got ready to go home.

" Dr Avah, we have a package for you" One of the nurses brought me a brown box.

" Package? I was not expecting any packages today"

" It might be a surprise from your boyfriend" she smirked.

Did Namjoon send me a package?

I took the package from her and opened the box. Inside was some paper shredded, covering the supposed surprise. Without much thought, I dipped my hands inside to remove the paper. I felt the first slice on my skin then another and another. I quickly removed my hand only to drop the box filled with rusted razors.

Blood started dripping from my cuts. The nurse who was still there panicked and pressed the emergency button and sirens started ringing. The emergency button was used in cases of extreme emergency especially when the doctor felt unsafe. It was installed in every room in the hospital but only the staff knew where it was.

The siren prompted an immediate lockdown of the hospital. Imagine the chaos. Doctors and security ran towards my room. The head of the hospital, who happened to be at work at the time, rushed to my room with Seri behind him.

Seri analyzed the situation and went out to make a call. The head of the hospital helped me sit down and clean my wounds. At the time everything was a blur. Someone sent the package to hurt me. They knew my hands were my most treasured asset. And if they knew that, then they knew my profession.

Judging from the fact that they sent the package to my workplace and not my home, they knew everything about me. The premonition was right, I was not safe.

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