Each was of a different color and size.
Jade's eyes reflected the colors of the moon, and he suddenly felt pressure on his neck. All the air from his lungs seemed to have been sucked out as he struggled to breathe.
As the seconds trickled by, Jade started to feel dizzy due to a lack of oxygen. Life seemed to be slipping away from his body at a visible rate.
'No... no... I can't die now....' He thought desperately. And tried to struggle, only for his surroundings to change rapidly and slowly disintegrate into nothingness.
With a jolt, he woke up and gasped heavily. A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead, and an itch rose in his throat, followed by violent coughing. Jade felt as if the insurmountable hand was still choking him, and just when he thought the coughing would take his life, the itch vanished.
As the hot liquid trickled down from the corner of his mouth to the back of his hand, Jade immediately pressed the bell near his bed before fainting.
