I had no choice, I needed to get medical supplies quickly, I had to steal them.

• 👉Come Up with a Plan → Go to Page 2.

I had no choice, I needed to get medical supplies quickly, I had to steal them.

Hospitals have lots of medical supplies in them.

I doubt I'd get away with stealing supplies from a hospital.

Time is running out, I have to get supplies now!

Think! Think! Other than a hospital, where can I steal supplies?

A veterinary clinic is probably much easier to break into.

A veterinary clinic probably has what I need to help my brother.

The veterinary clinic is farther than the hospital.

I need to minimize risk... I can't risk breaking into a hospital, but hopefully, the vet clinic isn't too far.

Brother, don't die on me.

*Pavel lies on the bloody floor*

Stay alive, brother. I'll be back as soon as possible.

I tried to stop all the bleeding. I hope there's enough time for me to get the supplies.

*Run to the vet clinic*

I'll run like never before...

The Clinic

• 🔍Recall running to the clinic. → Go to Page 3.
• 🔍Recall the veterinary clinic. → Go to Page 4.
• 🔍Recall running back home. → Go to Page 5.
• 🔍Recall arriving at the apartment. → Go to Page 6.

There was a strange feeling I distinctly remember, the vet clinic was over 7 kilometers away, but I felt like I sprinted almost the entire way. I had a great feeling of strength come over me at a moment's notice. The adrenaline of my brother's life being on the line empowered me.

It was past 1:00 AM so the clinic was definitely closed. It was a small place, but I knew that the clinic would have sufficient supplies to help my dying brother. I was in an extreme rush so I threw a rock at the window and climbed inside the clinic. From here, I grabbed all the supplies I needed. This was not an elegant plan of mine, but with all of that adrenaline in me... I was the opposite of elegant.

I felt my heart in pain, I don't even know if it was physical or not. I felt like there was a huge hole in my chest. A part of me was incredibly terrified of coming home to a dead twin brother. He was the only family or friend that I had at this point. When your nerves are screaming at you, and when you're at the point of ulimate fear... that's when the human body becomes extremely powerful. I've always had a big interest regarding adrenaline... anyways, back to the story.

I walked in that front door, and I literally had black spots in my vision... from the exhaustion and stress, I remember feeling my brother's pulse. I was lucky, because he was still alive. From this point, I should have learned how precious life really is... but I didn't. I'd do it all differently if I could.

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Brother! I'm here!

*Pavel lies motionless on the floor*

*Place a hand to check for Pavel's pulse*

Nikita: Jenna, you have no idea, when I saw my brother motionless on the bloody floor it was incredibly difficult to hold back my emotions... I could hardly think straight.

As I placed my pointer finger near his neck to check for a pulse... my tears began flowing like never before, it all hit me instantly.

If I don't feel a pulse... if my brother dies, I will be all alone.

*Tears of joy*

THERE'S A PULSE!

First I had to clean the wound.

*Pour the hydrogen peroxide on Pavel's wounds*

*Begin stitching the wounds*

Focus... I need to keep calm and steady.

*Stitch the final wounds shut*

*Carry Pavel to his bed*

Now all I can do is wait.

I hope he didn't lose too much blood.

What if I need to give him blood? I don't know how to do that...

God, please let my brother live.

The Next Day

• 🔍Recall the following morning. → Go to Page 8.
• 🔍Continue recalling the following morning. → Go to Page 9.
• 🔍Recall the storm. → Go to Page 10.
• 🔍Recall Pavel's story of what happened. → Go to Page 11.
• 🔍Recall Pavel's altercation. → Go to Page 12.

I didn't sleep one minute that night. I kept an eye on my brother, he seemed like he was going to make it, but I just couldn't take my eye off of him. I had to make sure he got past this, I couldn't afford to lose him, too.

One second, let me take a small break, Jenna, I'm still emotional. Things I've experienced, I wish for no one else to experience... this is all so damaging.

Okay, I'm ready to keep going. When my brother finally woke up, he was speechless and when he saw me his eyes watered. My brother told me something I'd never forget, he said: "Blood for blood, brother, you saved my life. I love you, brother, thank you..."

Pavel gave me such a strange gaze. I felt like I was looking at a face that was frozen by fear, love, gratitude, and almost every other emotion. His ocean-blue eyes let go pristine droplets of love and happiness. I saved his life...

There was a lightning storm that brought heavy rains that night. My brother was used to maneuvering in heavy rain, he enjoyed playing and running in the rain as a kid. After the fight, we talked a lot... I came to the conclusion that the bad weather could have saved my brother by interfering with the detective's aim.

My brother told me that a detective had been investigating the man who Pavel was working for. My brother was watching over an illegal business, but he had no idea he was doing so until a detective approached him on his way home. My brother said that the detective pointed a gun at him and told him to reveal everything about the man he was working for. My brother said he would, but that he couldn't right now. My brother told the detective to come back tomorrow.

The detective didn't like Pavel's answer... So he threatened him with death. My brother knew that if he went back and turned in his boss, a hit would be put on him. My brother couldn't turn in his boss, and the detective was adamant, so the only thing my brother could do was run. Pavel tried to run and the detective pulled the trigger and shot him in the upper arm. At this point, Pavel knew he had to fight or he would die. My brother was very agile and surefooted, but the detective wasn't. My brother said he disarmed the detective because he lost his balance. The detective pulled a knife after this and sliced my brother's forearm. Luckily, he hit his forearm and not something more important. My brother was very well-trained and fought off the detective and threw the gun away and took off running into the storm.