After the dangerous missions with his contractor guild group, Dr. Amnon Montmartre decided to leave them all behind, restart his family life and career in his homeland, and catch up what he has missed. Upon his return, he has witnessed crimes and te...
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[Monoceros Keep General Hospital 7:12 PM, 24th of Umbral-Tide/Darktide, Year 426]
A tall blonde and bearded man who was cladded in dark blue scrubs and an apron. He was busily working for a post mortem report of a seventy-eight year old man who passed away from a severe pneumonia and sepsis. He examined the deceased one's left lung and wrote his observations when he heard a low singing female voice from nowhere. She seemed to be so melancholic and grieving in her acapella.
Si nos mains se souviennent encore Qu'elles se sont croisées sur mon corps Quand elles s'attardent ça et là
Je ne sais pas Si dans les sourires qu'on ce fait Je vois du bonheur le reflet C'est toujours là C'est toujours vrai
Je ne sais pas Si dans la douceur de ses yeux Je me retrouve encore un peu Après nos siècles de combat
Je ne sais pas Ce qu'il a pu dire de nous Quand il raccroche tout à coup Le rouge qui pointe sur ces joues...
Doctor Javelin Smitus slowly tuned his head when the echo stopped. He sighed in his mask and thought it was a radio playing around the corridor. He continued probing the cadaver's lungs and heart as the mysterious woman continued singing. Doctor Smitus paused for a while as he couldn't concentrate at his post-mortem examination.
Je ne sais pas Ce qu'il a bien pu faire de nous Quand le rendez vous s'éternise Le même rouge sur la chemise
Je ne sais pas Pourquoi je vois déjà la fin Quand il me dit que tout va bien Que c'est pour rire, que c'était rien
Je ne sais pas Pourquoi en faire tout un secret Quand on dit qu'on ne la pas fait? Sait-il combien je le connais?
Je ne sais pas!!
Je ne sais pas!! Je ne sais pas....
He moved his head around the morgue and heard the sudden loudly singing in high notes. The gruff medical examiner followed the source of that voice and opened the door, leaving his workstation and turning his head around. The area was too silent as no one was playing the radio. Dr. Smitus cocked his eyebrows in doubt and sighed, returning to the morgue and the deceased male patient. Suddenly, he heard the same singing female voice. But this time, it was lower than she did recently.
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