Thread: Love from the Afterlife (Hisako-K & Jeufufns)

Unfortunately for Cheonsa, the room was only 50 feet tall, but it was manageable. The room was made for two patients, with Katherine being the only one, so Cheonsa had a whole section of the room to herself. The room was a solid 100 feet wide so people had enough space to work and act in the space between the bed and the wall. The beds themselves were a solid 20 feet long, though they were much wider at 60 feet in width. The rooms width was also quite considerable at a length of 300 feet so everyone had more than enough space to walk and act between the beds. Seemed awfully cramped in height though for what it was supposed to accommodate in width, though it was mostly due to the amount of people supposed to fit. The walls and tiles were a calm white, somewhat clinical in appearance. There was little decoration, other than a single painted stripe on the walls in an art-deco green and the ceiling being painted in the same colour. The door was white as well, a sliding door as was common with most doors. It was just as wide as the room as well, a common style feature as well as a rather practical one for those of bigger stature. The beds were white, presumably to contrast any dirt or the person lying on kt with thin white sheets that hugged the curves rather well. The lowers were made of metal to hold up the person lying there without collapsing or bending. It seemed elaborately wound and fused as well like they were trying to maximize efficiency. Probably useful considering the weight of people. There were little other machinery in the room. A small bedside table next to Katherine had a black bracelet lying on top with a few more drawers underneath that had her clothing in them. Katherine herself was lying on her side, seemingly peaceful. Her eyes were closed, her chest gently wobbling with every breath. She was still recovering from her near-death experience, somewhat uneasy in her rest. It would have been hard to see why she was so restless, if you didnt have any access to her dreams. She was haunted by her experience, thrown into the static and the abyss below over and over again. She was sure it was a dream but the hope still clung to her mind every time she reached the gate. Each time the gate would open, and shed be blessed once more with the sight of the angel before she would be ripped away once more, cursed to tumble down the same horrifying abyss once more. She wanted to know more about this creature, learn and most importantly find her. All in all, she was relieved to be woken by a hand gently squeezing her hand through the sheets. She gently opened her eyes, panting slightly from her dream. She couldnt believe she still had to relive every part of her death, wasnt she punished enough? Smiling weakly, she lifted her head from her comfortable cleavage, turning to try and look in the direction of the nurses. If she let her mass spread a little, she could just about see their faces, the two men that had brought her in. Whats my status?.... she asked lamely, hiding how much the dreams hurt her. The men gave each other a quick look, though it wasnt any kind of pitying look that made you shiver. It wasnt a particularly good sign though either. She had a heart attack at an age where the worst thing you usually got was a cold. so far the doctor is still putting together a fitting program for you but what weve found from tests is that your fat levels have been much too high during the years. We suggest you cut back significantly if not completely on meat, fish, milk and eggs. Whether you still want to consume honey is up to you. The younger one said, correcting the position of his glasses with his finger. The older one shot him a slight glance, looking a little annoyed. It sounds drastic but we assure you that the doctor is putting something fitting together. Weve discovered you have aortic fatty streaks in most of your arteries to the point of clogging them. It should only take this slight change in lifestyle to prevent any future heart attacks and to lower the risk of further disease or cancer. a small change,...yeah right. She gave them a rather confused expression, irritated almost. And since when was cancer a part of this? Sure, she wanted to prevent both but...going near vegan? Or complete vegan for that matter? It seemed extreme.. She just had to wait for the doctor to explain things to her. Nutrition, chemistry and all that were usually not something she thought about apart from the occasional meals she assumed were healthy. But apparently this doctor was going to turn her world upside even more, as if that dream wasnt enough already. Sighing, she nodded, waving the two men off. I have no choice do I?.... she asked, sounding morbid enough for the men to understand that it was simply a rhetorical question. They decided to leave right after, leaving her to look against the ceiling with a truly miserable expression. She let gently grasped her breast as she laid on her side, allowing them to spread a little more and allow for more comfort. Maybe she could try to sleep again before the doctor came. It was sometimes difficult with four breasts, with a lot of friction between them and their sheer mass. But her four arms came to good use when she lied down, allowing her to spread them apart on the bed. Sighing, she closed her eyes, resting against her breast as she tried to sleep once more, oblivious to what sat beside her.