12-Step Stairs! Part III

Bherm came to a stop in front of the small bedroom door. He slowly opened the door. The house owner reached out to turn on the light switch, and the whole room lit up.

“I'm back,” said the old man, before dragging an old wooden chair and sitting next to the bed in the middle of the room.

The body under the silk blanket now did not shake like when Gun saw it. It was still… as if lifeless!

“Are you hungry yet? I bought you your favorite pork blood soup. I'll feed it to you," said the old man in a low voice. Before he managed to put the bowl brought from downstairs and put it on the bedside. He then untied the bag of boiled pork blood and poured it into the bowl. “Let’s not put the vinegar this time. Or else you will have diarrhea like last time. The shop has already seasoned it well. Come and I will feed it to you.”