BOSOM. |Bang Chan

Ten.

Alana was stirring in bed since she let her body rest on her mattress. It's been a few hours since she headed home and now it's almost dawn. Once the rain stopped completely, Alana bided her goodbye to the Lost Prince, promising him to be back early in the morning, and then, left for home. It's not like she needed to sleep or rest. She just needed to refresh, change her attire and have a warm meal since she was stuck in the hospital for longer than she planned.

Rolling from right to left, Alana's mind was busy. It was still occupied by the water puddles she noticed earlier in the corridor. It puzzled her to the extent of cutting her call with her sister and shoving the phone into her pocket to inspect and follow those puddles.

Alana followed their traces from the door of the rooftop, which was left unlocked as she guessed, till they disappeared somewhere between the elevator and the emergency exit. Checking the elevator was useless, so she checked the emergency exit but found nothing. No signs of the one who created those puddles.

It wasn't the first time that the rooftop leaves Alana overthinking. Actually, it did many times. It did when Alana sensed a shadow passing by the end of the corridor. It did when Alana heard light footsteps fluttering in the corridor, passing past her patient's door without stopping, which was off since this room was the last one in line. It did when she heard the faint creaking of the rooftop door, late at night, when she had night shifts.

It did in many ways.

Alana decided that she would ask around and see if people are allowed on the rooftop. She knew that patients were allowed to the terrace, but the rooftop? She wasn't sure. She didn't like the idea of having someone unknown wandering the hospital hallways unseen. She didn't like the idea of having that unknown wandering around the sleeping ones, especially, the Lost Prince.

Huffing out her frustration, Alana squeezed her eyes shut, trying to put herself at ease and let her brain shut up for a little. Her attempts failed when her phone started vibrating. That's how she remembered cutting the call with her sister and sending her a message that she would call later, and she never did. Alana pulled the phone from her nightstand to find that her sister was making a video call.

Alana sighed, pushed herself up as she turned the bedside lantern on, and answered the call.

"Explain!" Sky demanded once her furious face came to the screen

"Explain what?"

"You cut the call abruptly and never called again." Sky scolded, making you wonder if she was the older sister. "And now you are home in your bed, but never called."

"I'm fine, Sky. Home and safe."

"How would I know if you don't inform me you are home and safe?"

"Take it easy, Sky." Felix's voice came from somewhere around Sky. "She must've been tired to call. It wouldn't've been easy on her today."

"Someone is reasoning." Alana talked. "Thanks, Lix."

Felix's face appeared from behind Sky a moment later. His beaming smile decorated his freckled face as he went to rest his chin on Sky's shoulder. "But you made us quite worried, Alana. There was a storm. And you are there alone." Felix blamed.

Alana sighed. "Okay! I'm sorry. I should've called right after. I know. But I had a crazy day today." She pouted.

"Well," Sky replied looking over her shoulder at Felix. "We're all ears."

Alana smiled, knowing how her next few hours would be spent. And that was how Alana started narrating what happened in her day.

The sun was already up in the sky, shining brightly, making you doubt if there was a thunderstorm the night before. Alana, who was eating her breakfast while still video-calling her sister, dropped her empty juice box to the table where her phone was resting, facing her face.

"And that's it." She wrapped her story.

"That is pretty puzzling. Leave the puddles thing asi-" Sky's words were cut with a loud yawn from Felix who was now sprawled on the wooden floor beside her. Unlike the two sisters, Felix looked very sleepy with his eyelids drooping. Sky glared at him. "I told you to go home and sleep! Why are you even here?" She scolded her boyfriend who would always hang around her whenever she stayed late at her art studio.

"She was telling an interesting story!" Felix protested, pouting.

"And I thought you were listening to help." Alana scoffed. "I'm not telling you a bedtime story, Mr. Lee!"

Embarrassed by his actions, Felix pushed himself up and cleared his throat while slapping his sleepy face gently. "Sorry. I'm here. Listening and totally focused." He widened his eyes.

"Al," Sky called. "I guess he's not... normal. Your Lost Prince."

"He's hibernated, Sky!" Alana rolled her eyes. "Sure he can't be normal!"

"I know. I mean maybe before hibernation, he was something more."

"Like he has powers or something?" Felix questioned.

"Yes! Why would his presence manage to calm her?" Sky questioned before shoving her eyes to face her sister. "You never calm down before the storm ends, Al. That's odd!"

"And having powers is not odd?" Alana scoffed.

"What is even normal in this world?"

"Again, he's hibernated. If he's got those magical powers you think he has, would he be in that state for nine years?"

"I don't know!" Sky shrugged. "I'm just suggesting. I don't like how you are struggling with that patient."

"I really want to help him, Sky." Alana's face turned gloomy again. "He's our age. It's unfair for him to miss his best years like that."

"Al!" Felix called suddenly. His face lightened up as if he got a brilliant idea. "Why the fuss of trying to medically cure him when he's not ill?" He excitedly scooted closer to the phone, shoving Sky away from the screen. "It's been always odd to me how those sleeping people are confined to hospitals when they are not ill. Stop looking for a reason in his medical files. Stop being reasonable, Al. What put him in that sleep is not logic. So, why are we trying to be logical?"

And that was how something ticked in its right place inside Alana's skull.

Logic!

It wasn't something that could be found in this world anymore.