First Assignment

David shook his head quickly. “I haven’t changed my mind. I’m sticking with it,” he said without hesitation. His fear had decreased drastically. Little David recalled what his goal was. His words created a satisfied smile on the master’s face.

“Good,” the master said.

“Now use this sanitary. We will see it more clearly,” said the master.

“Shall we go there?”

“Hm. You have to get used to it. It will be your day job to deal with blood. You know ... in case you have to deal directly with things that concern it. We don’t know what will happen next.”

So, like it or not, David complied. The smell of blood can be smelled even though it has been minimized as much as possible. David looked at the children who were being surgery. They said, only children who suffer are here. Taken his life forcibly. Time and time again, David threw away his pity.

David felt the chill in the room pierce him into the marrow of his bones. David stood a little shaky watching the surgery. Some of the people there di