LISA
Seoul August 2022
Shots. Screams. Blood.
A stabbing pain runs through my arm. Lili! My vision blurs. I feel liquid on my cheek. People scream. They cry and plead. More shots are fired. Is that blood? What's going on here? Have I died?
My ears feel so numb. Small hands clutch my stomach. Why is the ground wet? Why does my arm hurt so much? Why don't I see anything? Am I crying? I do not have power. I cannot move. I hear a loud sob.
"Do something!" One person shouts. My lips are numb.
"Lalisa?" This calming voice soothes me. What is she doing here?
I feel someone caressing my cheeks.
"You have to stay awake, Lalisa." I shake my head.
"I can't. I'm tired." I cry.
"Lalisa, she needs you." I furrow my eyebrows.
"Who needs me?"
"You have to stay awake, Lalisa."
"Where am I? Is it you?" I murmur. I feel her wiping away my tears.
"Is it you?" I repeat. No answer.
"Where are you, Lalisa?" I don't know it.
Where am I? What am I doing here? Why is she here? Is she okay? Did she come to protect me? Or did she come to save me? Am I dreaming? Is she real? Am I real? Am I alive?
"The bullet didn't hit you." Which bullet? What is she talking? I look down at my right arm. A deep cut adorns my skin. I start shaking.
"What is that?" I sob.
"You're fine, Lalisa." I squirm. Fear floods my body. Why do I feel so trapped?
"Everything's fine with you. It's nothing big."
"Then why does it look so big and ugly? I'm scared." She nods and strokes my cheek.
"I'll protect you." I shake my head.
She's lying! She'll just leave me again.
"She needs you, Lalisa."
"What about me? Don't I need anyone? Do I always have to do everything alone? That's not fair. I can't." I shake my head, whimpering.
"You can do it. You're strong, Lalisa." I am weak and powerless. I have no strength.
"I'm tired." Why can't I see her face?
"You're not tired. You're awake, Lalisa." How?
"But then why am I sleepy?" Her caresses seduce me to sleep. I feel a stabbing pain on my upper arm.
"Lalisa!"
What is happening here? Where am I? Is it you? What am I doing here? Why can't I see her? All these questions repeat themselves constantly in my head.
"She needs your help. She's just a child."
A child... a little girl? The girl with the green eyes... Lili?
"Lalisa!" My head snaps to the side.
"Lalisa!"
"I'm fine." I mumble. My eyes find the counter. I crouch behind it. How did I end up here? My head is pounding.
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