The Magic Within ↠ Once Upon A Time

[Chapter 68] Wake Up

So after a long, excruciating wait (especially after the last chapter), I finally grace you guys with a new chapter!!

So I hope you guys enjoy it. It ain't as gut-wrenching as the last but it still has surprises to show.

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~Henry's POV~

My back was to the mundane off-white walls as I sit along the tiled floor. My legs close to my chest while my elbows rested comfortably on my knees. I take one breath in and out, anything to keep me occupied; all I had left was the clock ticking each second by, and I got tired of that over an hour ago. Although I held no focus on anything in particular, I still had a view of the emergency waiting room that lies within the hospital.

With such visuals, it gave me a perfect view of the double door with the large 'EMERGENCY' sign on top. If the door were to even move just a smidge, I would notice; if someone were to walk through those doors, I would be the first to spot them. I have to be the first to know any news of Melody.

And I wasn't the only one. My family was dying for news... probably not the best choice of words.

But who am I to say anything? The room look like it was already occupied by death, aside from the fact that we're in a hospital.

Everyone, including me, were as still as a statue. There wasn't much for us to do aside from staring at the doorway or mindlessly gaze at the television set that was older than me. The dull walls made the area feel much colder, and the colored-speckled white tiled floors were aged by wear and tear. This place looks like it hasn't been renovated since the 80s, which is pretty much accurate; It's the perfect setting for a horror movie. I'll give pointers for the fact that it's already night out and the florescent lights add to the cold environment.

It's a perfect invitation for death, but it's the last thing any of us want.

All we really want is news on Melody.

My mom (Regina) and I in particular, we just want to know if Melody is going to be okay. We want to know if she'll make it out of this. She has to. I don't want to lose anyone else in this family.

But who can survive a slice to the throat? It's already been seven hours since the attack, and each ticking second, it only gives more time for the surgery to fail. Is Melody still bleeding? Can she even breathe? Does she feel everything that's being done to her?

She sure did feel everything when Sabor clawed her throat.

God... I don't think I can ever get that image out of my head. Hours, days, not even years can ever erase everything that I witnessed only earlier today.

Every detail is embedded deep into my brain. From the second Melody appeared in front of our mom (Regina) to when Sabor slid her pointed claws across her throat, ripping open her skin and exposing her neck. Then, from seeing all of her blood spilling out her and to the floor to Melody's skin turning as white as a ghost when she fell unconscious. Her eyes were still chocolate brown, like I remember them, but there were filled with so much fear.

She was afraid to die; I know it. Never in her life would she have thought that she would die like that.

But I wasn't going to let that happen, none of us were.

When trying to heal Melody using magic failed, my mom (Emma) transported us from our initial spot to the front of the emergency entrance of the hospital. My grandpa (David) carried Melody into the sector, and almost immediately, the emergency practitioners took her from us. They wheeled her away, shouting commands that I barely understood, before any of us could say anything else to her.