The air inside the hospital room was so heavy. Ethan had only felt this way once in his life. That was ten years ago when his father died. The old man had developed a strange illness nobody could cure and as every son who loved their father, he prayed and did everything possible to save him. But it didn't work. 

As he stared at the ill figure of his mother laying there on the bed now, he prayed that things were going to change this time. He prayed that she was going to survive this. 

Her skin had already gotten so pale and the fast rise and fall of her...