BLOOD

Jay was walking hurried towards the mini pond, located a few meters away from his house. It is the evening—exactly the transition time from day to night—cloudy and the sky rapidly growing dark. He paced at a similar rate as the climate moved to reach night. His speed was not obstructed by the pain in his knee from the injury, nor did he care about the hanging bandage—which was covering the stitches on the jaw. His eyes were filled with a layer of salty liquid, under which there were red nerves stayed still and dark.

From the way he was walking, he could reach the other end of the pond within no time. But what was running on his mind was petty and unimaginable. Like the magic power sprinkled, the weather turned darker—giving some respect to the glowing street lights. But Jay didn’t care about the world around him, he was looking straight and steady. I swear, if someone was observing him, they would go mad. All of a sudden, he came to a halt. His stare remained the same, the layer in his eyes thickened.

Within a span of a minute, his hands were blood red, and his palms were covered with mosquito blood. Yes, he was killing mosquitoes. But his clapping did not stop, trapping tens of those mini creatures between his pale white hands he was killing them with no mercy. With his hands turning brighter, tears came rolling down. His hands took rest from vigorous swinging. Though his eyes were blurred from the tears, he gazes at his bare bright hands. He observed his body while continuing to look at his hands. He was happy. He was surprised. He jumped and celebrated an unknown victory. But in the middle of howling, he didn’t believe it happening. He became still, brought his hands closer, just a few centimeters away from his eyes, and continued to stare. This time he confirmed it, now there isn’t any boundary for his joy. He overcame something crucial and frightening.

Hiding his hands in his pockets he walked back home. There were no limitations to his joy, he had the most peaceful sleep that night since the day he got hurt in an accident.

Jay had a winner smile for many days until he had to meet the doctor regarding the injuries. When the bandages at the knee were removed the blood came flowing out. This wasn’t shocking for the doctor, nor a normal human being. But it was enough to faint Jay.

 

Why did he faint?

What was he doing with mosquito blood?

In Part 2 of BLOOD.