To Inita, just in case you decide that you really do want me to avoid you, and you just stop replying to me. If you want me to leave you alone because of something I've done, then I'll understand, but please stop blaming yourself. And if you do decide to stop talking to me, I wanted to give you something to remember me by.
Sorry for the mistakes-_-
Darks rings outlined her eyes from lack of sleep. The hospital she worked at had been overcrowded since that pointless war that had broke out between Alumura and Jibral. Men of all ages that had any experience fighting had been ordered to take part. Including one person that shouldn't have been out there. Although he was calm and clever, she had an awful feeling that he would get hurt.
She sighed, pulling her loose hair back into a single ponytail. Something didn't seem quite right about what she was doing, but she couldn't manage to put her finger on it. Then it hit her, taking her by surprise more than relief. The hospital was completely silent. Had all the patients finally been cured?
"Kluke?" A hoarse voice echoed down the corridor. Kluke spun around, looking for the nurse that had called her name. Several minutes later, a short, tanned girl came into view. Her legs were moving as fast as they could carry her without running and her hands were covered in blood. "You might want to follow me."
Kluke hurried after the other nurse, whose name was Leila, twiddling her thumbs nervously. After rushing down several empty corridors, they came to the room they needed. An overwhelming feeling of nausea suddenly took over Kluke, and she felt the need to be sick. Something definitely wasn't right. Nervously, she edged into the room, biting her lip. There, laid on the bed covered in a thick red liquid, was the person she'd always hoped to never find here.
It's short, but I hope you still like it..