Farewell

Sharon fell and there was no indication that she would rise again anytime soon. Worried for her life, Ahli ran as fast as he could to her side. There he found her body did not move, laying on the ground, weak and defenseless.

"Sharon! Sharon! Talk to me Sharon!" He grabbed her and lifted her upper body, putting it on his lap. He put his finger on her nose and he felt air circulate from it, yet it was weak. He touched her neck right below the jaw, to check her pulse. The beat of her heart also indicated how serious her situation was, and immediate treatment was needed as soon as possible.

"Sharon, Sharon, Sharon." Many times he called her, but she did not answer at all. His worry grew and grew with each passing second when no reply came from her. Thoughts of what if rushed to his head asking all the possible questions.