Van Gogh Reborn!

Who……am I ?

I suddenly came to my senses. 

It doesn't mean anything to live with a body that can't draw.

I don't know what else left to regret.

Opened my eyes.

‘Where am I ?’ 

I felt a foreign body.

I felt something strange in my nose.

There is an injection needle in the back of the hand. 

A spotless white room like an egg.

It is full of things that are beyond being unfamiliar.

I’m even embarrassed. 

A box that emits smoke and regularly…

The heterogeneous sound that comes from it. 

But not all of this is more surprising than my light body.

Even hallucinations that I had seems to have disappeared. 

Even the pain that was crushing my chest. Symptoms of muscle twisting seizures and paralysis….there’s no such thing.

It's just a little drowsy. 

“ Where are you Dr. Gachet? I told you not to treat me.” 

It's time to do that again. 

The moment I woke up to check for a shot on my left side, I saw a woman

“Ah!"

A woman in a white dress..dropped the documents she was holding and covered her mouth. 

Her eyes shake as if she is seeing a ghost.

“ Doctor! Doctor !"

The woman hurriedly shouted into the hallway. 

People were taking turns and looking at the box that makes strange sounds and me.

They look like they can't believe it. 

"Is he awake?" 

“Can he move?"

I don't understand what this woman is saying. 

From the look of it, it doesn't seem to be European, but she's quite large.

It's not…

It's not that she's big, but….. my body looks relatively small and delicate.

What the hell happened.

What's wrong with my body? I want to ask where this place is.

"Waar ben ik?" 

Even if I speak in the dutch.

"O s suis-je?" 

Even if I speak in French…..

The woman that ran to the hallway returned holding something on her ear. 

“ Doctor! Patient 501 is up…. He has consciousness and his body moves. But…Yes, I'll contact you."

The woman who said something alone swept my hair after checking the injection on the back of my hand. Is she a nurse?

I think she’s trying to reassure me.

"Don't be scared." 

“ It's okay.” 

“What's your name?”

"How old are you?”

I couldn't understand the language she was speaking, so I shook my head.

"Okay. It's okay. you'll get better slowly. “

“I'll contact your grandfather, so take a rest."

I don't understand what she’s saying.

However, at least I can see that she treats me with care.

She, the woman who appears to be a nurse went outside and said, 

"He doesn’t seems to remember?" 

"Yes. I talked… but he doesn't seem to understand what I was speaking.”

"It's a miracle that he just woke up."

I heard an unknown conversation outside.

After some time, some people came in.

They looked surprised. 

They exchanged conversations with the nurse and came.

"How old is Hun?" 

“Where did you live?" 

As expected, it’s a language I am hearing for the first time. 

"Can you say something?" 

“Say anything if you can.” 

The doctor says something. 

I think he’s asking something, but I can't understand.

"Can't you do it?"

When I gathered my eyebrows, the doctor swept down my shoulder as if to relax.

"Did you contact Professor Ko Sooyeol?" 

"Yes, he said he would come right away. It's nearby."

After few minutes the door opened.

A healthy old man came in with an urgent look and looked at me and approached me threateningly.

He hugged me. 

"My baby. My baby." 

“Yeah. I knew you'd wake up.” 

"I knew you'd wake up!"

The old man I saw for the first time. 

I couldn't get out of his grasp because his arm strength was too strong, but he was so sad that I didn't think of pushing him away.

After a long time, the old man swept my face. 

"Let's get well soon and go home." 

Huh?

I was embarrassed and just looking at him, the old man narrowed his eyebrows.

"Yeah. You don't remember, do you?" 

“I saw you when you were young and didn't see you after.” 

"I'm your grandfather."

He looked so desperate.

"What's wrong with him?"

He turned his head and spoke to the young man. 

"Doctor, what's wrong with our Hun?" 

Huh?

"What does this mean?" 

"Why isn't he talking?"

“They said that he spoke right after he woke up, but now…… First, I'll examine it closely after taking some tests."

“Tests"?

“We can't jump to conclusions, but maybe…..he don't remember anything."

"What? What?" 

The old man slowly turned his head with his mouth open. 

The shaking gaze tells me that he is sad.

"….it may be a temporary phenomenon due to the persistent coma, so don't worry too much."

The old man shook his head. 

"No. That can't be true. Hun, say something.? The doctor is lying, right? Right?”

“We can't say anything to him now…it might be dangerous.”

“ Oh God….You can't do this!" 

“You can't do this if there's almighty!…you can’t do this” 

"Professor, calm down." 

"Hun! Say something." 

Huh? 

What are they doing? 

Huh? 

“You don't know your grandfather?"

"Professor, Hun is very confused right now. If you do this, it'll be harder."

What kind of place is this? 

Where am I?

Theo.

Where's my brother Theo? 

What happened to my body. 

Why this old man is sad about me. 

I don't know anything.

I think he’s about 70 years old?

Where is this place…

What….who…..is that child.

A young child……. is standing in front of the mirror.

strange.

Am I this child.

Black hair, black eyes, and skin are pale because they are white not.

Am I……….. Asian?

Some days passed

It seems like they put something on this child's body, drew blood, and put it in a narrow tube, and left.

Is this child being kidnapped.

Did they do some weird experiments with me and this child.

I wondered if they would beat me, but conversely they showed favour enough to be burdensome, let alone threatening.

With raising doubts……

I did not eat the food they gave me, but in the end, I could not resist hunger.

Perhaps because of hunger, it tasted good even in this absurd situation.

I couldn't even compare it to the hard and dry bread I used to eat.

They generously used pepper and salt showing how rich they were. 

They even prepared several dishes made of meat and fresh vegetables for a meal.

It was a luxurious meal. 

I could apply as much jam as I could.

It was the first time in my life I had such a delicious meal.

As I ate the food they gave me and took walks with the help of a nurse, I gradually regained my vitality.

In the process of getting healthy, I did not experience any hallucinations, seizures, or paralysis that had plagued me.

Is it because I've been suffering for too long? 

I didn't know being healthy was such a happy thing.

Even in the midst of being flustered, this body…

The original owner…..

I was worried about what happened to this child.

I tried to find out what happened, but rather than finding a clue, I just fainted.

This place destroys my common sense.

There is a mysterious box that can play Mozart and Beethoven at any time with a clear sound incomparable to the phonograph.

If Mozart is playing here….this place is definitely not much different from where I lived, but I couldn't know where the hell this place was.

If it's a language, I can communicate anywhere in Europe, such as Dutch, German, French, English, Latin, etc.,

I couldn't understand what they were saying.

I didn't say anything hastily to be careful, but I can't live with my mouth closed forever.

To have minimal communication.

I also began to learn their words because I had to tell the truth to an old man who seemed to regard me as his grandson.