720 DAYS IN PRISON, HE RETURNED INVINCIBLE

Chapter ten: It's suicide

The double door of the Premium unit swung open with a preceding invisible force from Killian before he stepped inside the room. Mrs. Whitmore appeared at his side.

"She's right there." Her finger pointed into the room where medical teams moving round the bed, checking vitals for the umpteenth time, taking tests that came back with no results.

Killian didn't move instantly. His chin lifted slightly and a slow, almost imperceptible smile crossed his lips.

Dark energy only trained eyes could detect shrouded the room.

"Uhm," he mumbled gently with a faint smile that was quiet amusement. "Energy of the Doom."

His eyes turned to the bed where a young girl not less than ten years laid, body thinned under white sheet, her face was pale, eyes drowned by eyes socket as the energy of the doom feast on her blood.

The Energy of doom— a forbidden energy that obliterates life, making the human body useless first before reducing life to nothing with time.

"Who is that terrible person that wants a kid corpse." He shook his head in disdain and walked forward.

Dr. Marcus Williams intercepted them before Killian reached the bed.

"Mrs. Whitmore," he glanced at Killian without interest. Killian didn't give him a glance either. His eyes were fixed on the invisible energy draining the young girl's vital essence. "You brought in a stranger into the Unit? This is against our operation especially given your daughter's mysterious condition. We don't want complications—"

"He's with me." Mrs. Whitmore cut him off impatiently. "He's here to cure Aria."

"Cure?" Dr. Marcus repeated, the word tasting wrong in his mouth. He looked at Killian now, immensely observing him like a specimen that wasn't having importance the first time. "Is he a specialist? A physician? Because this man here doesn't look like anything I just mentioned."

Killian turned his gaze to him, his expression calm.

"You have shrewd eyes. But it's a shame you're using them for the wrong purpose, old man." He said. "You couldn't get the source of her illness after ten hours but it took you a second to evaluate a stranger?"

Dr. Marcus's blood boiled with anger. "I won't take any disrespect from you, young man! This facility is my operating room and I get to give an order about what happens here." He stated firmly.

Mrs. Whitmore stepped in front, visibly angry as impatience stretched thin.

"Step out of the way, Williams" She snapped, the commanding voice of Whitmore group president snapping back in place. "You've exhausted your capability. I'm exploring another option!"

"Option?" The Doctor laughed. A bitter amusing thing. "This is ridiculous, Mrs. Whitmore. I can't have an outsider who has no medical records of any sort to complicate my operation here. We're breaking through."

"With my Daughter still slumbering for ten hours?"

The doctor's shoulder sagged in defeat yet he stood there defiantly.

Mr. Whitmore walked into the scene. "What is going on, honey? Who is this man?"

"If you're exploring another option. I'm ensuring safety, Ma." Dr. Williams said. "At least let him provide any credential to confirm he's a specialist." He looked at Killian. A young man like him wasn't even at the right age to become a medical expert. He spent twenty years studying, researching and failing experiments that gave him experiences before he stood at the top of his career.

A young man of twenty five?

That's suicide!

His eyes pierced on Killian. "Tell me where you work? What qualifications do you have? And what method exactly do you intend to cure her?"

"Marcus—" Mrs. Whitmore's eyes darkened. "You're wasting time!"

"I'm just doing the right thing, Ma" He said firmly, keeping his voice respectful yet. "I started this. If anything should go wrong along the line when he takes over, I'll be blamed too."

Everyone looked at Killian to provide answers to the questions. Before he could speak, Mrs. Whitmore said something that silenced the room instantly.

"Fine!" She clipped. "He's from Deadmoo."

The silence that followed the revelation was deafening.