Part 3

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Days had passed since the doctors noticed some activities, and I started to experience pin-pricks and my right arm had starting to regaining some movement. It had to be a clear sign I was returning to live, but why was I still stuck? Still, there was Melanie's health that needed some attention. When I got to where Melanie was staying, I noticed that she wasn't moving but awake. Was this kind of sleep paralysis or what? I needed to know what was going on.

I finally had enough. I wanted to wake up because I couldn't see my friends in this stage any more. I needed to find out what was going on. I begun to make an appeal to get me back to life, but I was at a lost. I wanted to cry until I noticed the same priest same who was there at the accident. I finally had to have someone to help me wake up. I wasn't sure if he heard my cries for help, or not. Yet, I soon start to have some more strange feelings once again, but they were becoming much more. However, it only went that far, I was partially in astral plane. I knew something had to my body, forcing me to go check it out.

I had to pause for a moment. I was only getting as far I as could without the pain level getting pass bearable. I found myself back on the football pitch. I wasn't quite how to talk with the priest until I started to hear his voice. It gave me an idea. If he's a priest, he would likely have a detect to the astral plane. I wasn't sure if this was going to work, as I was only to talk to other if they're sleep. I started to shout in order to get his attention, it's not easy. I noticed he was in deep thought, as in a middle of a prayer. It was my chance to talk to someone who can help while watchful. I wasn't sure if it was working, but all could hear was his voice. However, I might have gotten someone else's, which I wasn't expecting.

"No need to yell, I can hear you." It said.

I wasn't sure who it was. I had already gotten desperate.

"Who said that?" I asked.

"I did." It said.

I looked in the location where it was coming from. It was a kind-looking elderly man, who had a crew cut and a beard similar to Master Roshi, minus the turtle shell. Still keep his sunglasses. I could tell he had to be a cardinal due to his red role, just like that priest. I wasn't sure what to make of the situation, but I needed some help. There had to be someone I can talk with in order to get a message to the priest. His name's Nicholas, but a lot of people just call him Nick. He had to have something to with being in this stage. I nearly had forgotten the different levels of priesthood. Yet, it was still rather helpful to find someone I can speak with while I was in my darkest hour.

"Sorry if I bother..." I said.

"It's all right. I get that a lot. I was doing some duties at the dojo when I couldn't help but noticed." Nick said.

He spoke in a deep low-tone voice. It was almost I heard that before.

"I know. I was involved in a serious accident. I want to return to my body but can't." I explained.

"It's all right. I can understand. You had to intervene to save the lives of the bystanders from that oncoming automotive." Nick explained.

I was slightly confuse.

"It was one of the bravest thing you ever did. I know it could've came from cost you your life, but it seems your accomplishments didn't go unnoticed. You also had to save person from a likely death." Nick said.

"I did noticed Melanie was in terrible health from overdoing her routine. She had a heart attack, like Victoria did. I mean, I respect her for wanting to stay healthy but..." I said.

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