Fantasy Assassin in a modern world-Chapter 2
Where am I?
As Fade was sleeping he suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his head. He could smell a different scent in the air. This feeling he had, he was sure that he was no longer inside his cave. He felt something was piercing the skin on his right hand. There seems to be a needle piercing through and he could feel that some sort of drug was flowing through his veins. Not only that his body felt heavy and as he tried to circulate mana but he couldn’t.
‘Was I captured?’
Fade didn’t open his eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep as he tried to listen to the sounds of the surrounding area. He could hear people talking just outside the room. They were talking in an unfamiliar language, but oddly enough he could understand them.
“How is the patient in room 303?”
“Still asleep.”
“Wasn’t he the one who was in that car accident a few days ago? The one everyone’s calling the miracle man?”
“Yeah, despite getting hit by a bus the injuries he sustained were quite light. It was truly a miracle. The moment he arrived at the hospital the doctors were baffled by what happened. The injuries he received didn’t match the description of the accident that happened to him. After doing extensive checks on his condition they found nothing wrong.”
They continued to talk in a conversation Fade couldn’t understand. They were using terms Fade was unfamiliar with like hospital and bus. After listening a bit more Fade learned of what kind of place he was in.
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‘So this place is some kind of temple, a place of healing. Am I being experimented with new drugs or am I being used as a guinea pig for healing spells? Still, the main question is how did I get here? The last thing I remember was going to sleep in my hidden cave. Even though I was injured there’s no way someone could have snuck into my place without me noticing... Tsk, I have too little information.’
Fade hated this feeling of being in the dark, still, he was not one to panic even in such a situation. So he decided to look around once there was no one near his room.
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Fade waited for a few hours and when he no longer heard voices near his room he slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a floating lamp at the ceiling. He then turned his head and saw that he was in a rather clean room and he was being injected with something. There were some kind of blank painting made out of glass hanging on the wall in front of him.
Fade then saw the thing that was injected into him. There were also blinking lights inside a square object at his side.
‘What is all of these things?’ Fade grew even more confused as he saw so many new things. He was planning to move around and check the surrounding area. Yet he stopped himself as he saw these things surrounding him. Fade started to think that maybe the blinking box that was making sounds would suddenly sound some sort of alarm if he removed the things that were on him.
‘I can’t get any information like this. Also for some reason, my body feels really heavy, but I’m sure that I’m not poisoned. Well, it’s not like poison will work on me anyway. What’s the best course of action at this point? My body is slightly heavy but I can still move it. I do sense a bit of mana still flowing through me, but the mana in the surrounding area is so little, they might be suppressing it. So I’m guessing the people in this place can’t use spells as well. Hmmm, fine I’ll act like I’m still extremely weak and unable to move while I ask the people in this place some questions.’
After deciding his next course of action Fade rested. No matter the situation he was in, one should rest as long as it was possible.
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The following day Fade heard some people entering his room. He opened his eyes and saw two people present it was a man and a woman. The woman was the first to notice that Fade had his eyes open and was looking at her.
“Doctor, the patient is awake!” The woman was so surprised that her voice actually raised a bit. The man then looked at Fade in surprise. Fade then tried to speak in a way that made him seem like he was still groggy.
“Who are you? Where am I?”