Our greatest terror is the morning patrol: Patients’ destiny is death.
Time: 6 A.M. | The morning patrol.
((We take a short breathe awaiting for the guards with a nurse or a doctor to come in. That means that we are on another date with a hell while the dormitory door opens. We wait with our hearts are filled with dread. We desperately pray that the patrol ends peacefully. We try to to back up the patients so that their illness doesn’t revealed; otherwise, their destiny would be: Death.))
To be continued..
Followed with us the rest of the details of the Sednayan day..to be more closer to them.