The Slave
Chapter 12- The Nurse
Once more the nurse came back to my room and for the first time she came closer to see me. She ducked over me, getting her face closer to a few centimeters from mine. She looked at me directly in the eyes as somebody that looks for something through the window. I noted her features were very crude and her skin looked wilt and full of marks. Her lips were thin, colorless and lifeless. She had a horrible pimple from which two thick hairs came out in her forehead that made her see even more disgusting. Her breathing was forces and when she blowed out the air she made a weird and unpleasant sound.
She kept staring at me for a few seconds and I could see my face reflected in her black eyes. It was in that moment that I understood something very important: this Koopa woman was a different version of what I was! We both share the capacity to hurt others, the capacity to lie, t be greedy, to be selfish and even the capacity to die. Admitting this filled me of chills.
"Don't be so astonished," commented my Guide when he noticed my reaction, "that's part of the freedom that has been given to you and part of your own nature. To be free you need options. What merit would a person that is just with the others if it hadn't the capacity to do the opposite? The merit of our actions lies in what we choose is the best for everyone and not just for ourselves."
"We choose between good and bad?"
"It's not about good or bad, it's about choosing between what benefits and hurts us. The problem is that some refuse to recognize that any damage you do to another, soon or late, it goes back. Take this woman as an example, what do you think she's doing here when seeing you this way?"
"I have no idea, she comes to mock at me…" I answered insecure
"She comes to calm down her conscience; she wants to make sure you're not conscious. Surely she repeats herself once and again that you're not here and that she does it for the woman that expects the organs and not for the money."
"And, however doubt will torment her for a along time."
"Exactly, and that's the decision she has taken. She's exercising her freedom."
The nurse distracted my attention when she placed her hands on my face to cover my eyes as if she didn't stand, I could hear how she turned off the next switch.
This time, the change started in my stomach; it was as if I had suddenly become very hungry, besides I felt a tingle that went from my waist to the fingers of my feet. The tiredness increased and I list consciousness.