Dark Blue - 深蓝の魂 by 珊


Chapter 30

He sat alone on the bed, looking lost and paralyzed, a bit unconcerned for the world outside. Minimum noises went about outside his room, but he didn’t listen. Instead, thoughts of the “dream” floated about his head. He remained silently still and hoped he’d wake up again. A knock was heard, followed by the door creaking open.

Mike recognized the man - Brian, only this time he wore a long white lab coat and had a pen stuck in his breast pocket. He smiled at Mike as he walked closer and took a seat next to him, pulling from behind him a writing pad.

“Hi,” Brian whispered out as he slipped on his glasses and took out his pen.

“How are you feeling?” Brian asked. Mike looked at him in the eyes and waited for Brian to suddenly tell him something familiar. Anything . . . There was only silence.

“If you don’t talk at all, I can’t guarantee when you’ll get to go home,” Brian smiled. He began scribbling down some notes.

“I’m fine.” Mike’s response was quick and short. He didn’t show much interest in talking to anybody at the moment. He wanted to be left alone.

“Alright. I’ve called your wife. She’ll be coming in a few minutes. Why don’t you get dressed? She brought your clothes in that bag right there.” Brian pointed towards a black shiny bag, placed next to the table near Mike’s bed. Brian stood up to leave after neatly placing his pen back.

“Wait,” Mike called after him. Brian stopped and turned around. “When I was in a coma, did you see my wife with anybody?”

Brian paused to think for a moment, asking himself of a purpose to why Mike would ask an odd question as such.

“I don’t really remember, but she did show up once with a man.” Brian nodded to himself, sure that it was correct.

“What did he look like?” Mike wanted to make sure it was not Junjin.

“Fairly tall, built, clean cut and short hair.” Brian shrugged.

“Do you know his name?” Mike questioned.

“No.” Brian shook his head. He waited for a moment before Mike mumbled a ‘thank you,’ then left.


With a shadow falling over one side of his shoulder, Mike fixed his tie, then straightened his new suit. He’d shaved, once again looking like his old self; the person he remembered so well. Looking into the mirror, he didn’t want to look angry, but he knew he did.

“Mike, honey? Where are you?” Ji Yun called out as she dropped her bag on the bed that was already made.

“Over here,” Mike called back, not bothering to look her way. She walked over to him, a surprised smile plastered onto her face. She placed her hands on his shoulders and then to his tie.

“You look so handsome,” Ji Yun complimented as she helped him tighten it around his neck.

He brushed her hand off and walked around her. “Let’s go.”



He took a step into his home. The place looked familiar, but slight changes have been made throughout the entire interior of the living room. The once spacious bamboo floor was now scattered with papers and documents Mike didn’t recognize. He could tell she had done a bad job with house keeping while he was gone. Passing by the kitchen bar, he spotted a gold watch laying on the counter. Mike couldn’t help but wonder whom it belonged to, since it wasn’t his.

“Honey, could you help me out with this?” Ji Yun called out as she tried dragging a large box in. Mike turned his attention back to her and looked at the large box.

“What’s in there?” he asked. The contents of it seemed heavy, stamped all over.

She sighed and shrugged. “I brought it over from your office. They said it was yours so I had Junjin put it in the trunk.”

“You went to my office?” Mike asked, raising his eyebrows.

“Well, I...I just wanted to see if you had any unfinished work that I could help with.” She smiled and kissed his cheek.

“I’ll get dinner started.” Ji Yun walked away to the kitchen.

Mike brought in the box, despite his weakness, and placed it near the chimney. He made his way over to the kitchen and realized the watch was now gone. Ji Yun happily walked around in the kitchen with an apron on, going back and forth from the stove to the sink, finding her utensils. Mike walked over to the refrigerator and looked in. He closed it and stepped back. Crossing his arms, he stood back to watch her.

“Ji Yun.”

“Yes?” She looked up with bright eyes.

“What are you going to cook? There’s nothing in the refrigerator.”

To her surprise, she couldn’t reply. “Oh...I...I guess I was too busy for these past few days, I forgot to go shopping.” She looked away, biting her lips anxiously.

“That’s fine. We’ll go eat out.”

“Really?” She looked back at him with relieved eyes, half thankful that she didn’t have to cook.

“Yeah. I never really liked your cooking anyway,” Mike replied as he walked off to his room, leaving Ji Yun a bit surprised and speechless.