A young nurse was caring for a man who was in a coma, but one day, when she take off the blanket, she was completely amazed by what she explored…

In the quiet, spotlessly clean corridors of the hospital, a young, novice nurse cared for a man in a deep coma following a dangerous car acci:dent. Day after day, she washed him, talked to him, and hoped that one day he would come alive.

But nothing prepared her for the revelation she was about to make—a secret so sh0cking that it challenged everything she knew about the man lying before her. The nurse’s routine was routine: adjusting IVs, checking monitors, and thoroughly washing Vincent’s motionless body.

She’d grown accustomed to this silence, filling it with her daily stories, never predicting him to answer. However, there was something about this man that looked… unusual, as if he were more than just another patient among many others.

The way his fingers barely shuddered when she touched them, or the way the heart monitor looked in sync with her voice—it felt like he was listening to her somehow.

But one quiet evening, as she lifted the covers to start her usual routine, her breath caught in her chest…

The nurse’s hands trembled as she pulled the blanket back from Vincent’s body. Her breath caught when her eyes landed on his arm—a tattoo, gleaming faintly under the light.

It was no ordinary design: a serpent coiled around a sword, encircled by strange markings she couldn’t decipher. But that wasn’t what froze her. She knew this tattoo.

Years ago, her brother Tom had shown her the exact same symbol, claiming it marked him as a member of a secretive order called the Watchers—a group whispered about for its hidden influence and shadowy rituals.

Tom had vanished two years ago, never sharing much about the society. Now here it was again, carved on the skin of a comatose stranger.

The nurse’s bl00d ran cold. Could Vincent be connected to her missing brother? Or worse—part of the same dangerous web?