The Healing Life of a Music Genius - Chapter 1



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The plane crashed.

Screams, smoke, fire, fear, despair.

Mark Miller felt those terrible memories come to mind and let out a laugh, thinking, ‘Seeing as I can think, I’m still alive.’

Mark Miller, a man stretched out on the beach with the sea water gently flowing in, began to think over the memories one by one, even though he felt pain as if his whole body was going to break.

‘at first···.’

okay. The first was a cry from a middle-aged woman. A cry of sparks flying from an airplane engine. She screamed, adding that flames were rising.

The seat where Mark Miller sat was in the same line as the middle-aged woman. Left side of the plane. A43. Window seat. I’m just guessing now, but I think the woman’s seat was around A30.

Miller put his face against the plane window and began to survey the situation. Miller wasn’t the only one doing this.

Who would remain silent after hearing a cry like that?

The passengers murmured as if each of them had something to say. In the midst of such chaos, gray smoke outside the window caught Miller’s eye.

There was a real problem with the plane.

What the middle-aged woman said was true.

The passengers immediately fell into panic.

Someone was in a hurry to find a flight attendant. Someone burst into tears. Some people were swearing and others were frozen in shock.

Mark Miller, like one of them, was busy clenching his fists and calming his pounding heart.

Suddenly, the image of my family flashes before my eyes. Loved ones. The most brilliant memory of my life. On the other hand, even something unusual like buying and eating ice cream when I was young. Those things passed through my head.

And then.

The captain’s in-flight announcement, which seemed to be quite urgent but was suppressing such signs, was heard.

– Passengers. This is David Reed, operating flight AC 2505. today···. The aircraft has lost control and is attempting an emergency landing… Please be prepared as unexpected situations may arise. This is a real situation.

– Passengers are requested to recheck their seat belts and immediately wear oxygen masks. Let me say it again… This···. This is a real situation.

A voice that exudes anxiety.

It was no different from a death sentence for the passengers.

The situation became increasingly urgent. The fall, which was 100 times stronger than the turbulence he often felt during airplane travel, was felt throughout his body. The aircraft shook as if it had been hit by a bomb, and the lights inside blinked constantly.

“Oh, what should I do! Are you really going down?”

“no! What on earth is the captain doing? What is this airline again? Didn’t you do maintenance properly? uh!”

“please···.”

Meanwhile, the crew members were demonstrating superhuman strength. Even during this time, they gave instructions in a loud voice to the passengers.

“Please cover your head with your arms as much as possible and check your seat belt one more time! If there is someone who cannot wear an oxygen mask, you must actively help them! Be prepared for possible shocks in the future! Please help the elderly and children!”

The crew’s persistent cries.

Mark Miller felt like his dark vision was finally returning.

First, Miller put on the rubber-smelling oxygen mask hanging in front of his face. Then he looked around.

The man sitting to the right of Mark Miller was a young man. He looked like a traveler traveling alone, but he was trembling and crouching down, probably in panic. Still, the oxygen mask is held tightly against his mouth. I want to live.

The next person who caught Miller’s eyes was an old woman sitting to the right of the young man. Her upper body is drooping, and it looks as if she has fainted.

Instead of giving instructions to the panicked young man, Mark Miller stretched his arms across his back. His hand is out of reach. He apologized but pressed the young man’s back to help close. A little more. little bit more. Only then did he catch the oxygen mask floating in front of his grandmother.

My hand almost slipped a few times, but I was eventually able to put the mask on my grandmother’s face. She was a little crooked. But this might be best for now.

And who else is there?

Mark Miller tried to make the situation better by sitting down and yelling at some people. But is this action really effective? well. I don’t know now.

As Miller continued to look around, a child caught his eye.

A black-haired Asian boy.

10 years old? She must be about 12 years old.

But there was something unique.

That child…

okay. It’s really strange…

I wasn’t scared.

The child seemed to just quietly take care of the people around him. He calmed down a man in his 50s sitting next to him, and also comforted a child of his age who was sitting a little further away.

The kid was doing something similar to what Mark Miller did.

Maybe that was why.

Only the memory of this moment was particularly clear.

It’s like looking at a photo that has been kept for a long time.

“Ugh.”

Mark Miller paused to think. He said it was because of rib pain.

I rolled around on the floor with my hands wrapped around my ribs. It was only after some time had passed that I finally calmed down.

Although it hurt a lot, it didn’t seem like a serious injury. If that had happened, he would have died right away. First of all, I can breathe easier and see better. This means that it is not a big problem right now.

Some time passed again as we stretched out on the beach.

Miller tried to force himself to stand up. The pain in his ribs remained, but he managed to move. He could walk if he wanted to.

The sandy beach stretched out around Miller. There were a lot of palm trees and other trees behind it, but there were no traces of people at all.

‘If I want to call for rescue, I need to find something…’

Mark Miller had no choice but to start walking along the beach.

After the sandy beach, we came to an area with a lot of rocks. A little hill. Then it’s downhill. Mark Miller continued walking without hesitation.

Mark Miller, who was just walking aimlessly, came to several conclusions.

1. This may be a coast with no human traffic or an uninhabited island.

2. The sun is gradually falling towards the sea. So now it is evening time and soon it will be night.

3. Rescue is a rescue, but you need to find a place to spend the night before the sun sets.

Mark Miller decided to position himself in a suitable location where the rescue team would easily find him. He even made a place to lie down using the palm leaves he had picked up on his way. It was mid-summer, so it wasn’t too cold.

but···.

‘Even if we make it through today, it will be very difficult if there is no water.’

Of course, the most ideal thing is for the rescue team to come as soon as the sun rises. But there is no law that such luck will always follow.

In that case, I had to find the things I needed to survive.

Miller weighed the possibilities for a while and soon began to think back to the time of the plane crash.

Screams, smoke, fire, fear, despair.

The flight attendants and captain did their best in it.

The young man sitting next to me, the grandmother next to him.

and.

A truly unique Asian child.

Did they survive?

I suddenly remembered the moment when I began to see the scenery outside the airplane window. This happened only a few minutes after the middle-aged woman shouted.

Mark Miller saw an incomprehensible scene outside his window.

huge wave.

All I could see outside the window was that huge wave.

Please note that this was not a strange anomaly or a change in the Earth’s laws of gravity.

I didn’t understand it well at the time, but I can easily understand it now.

It simply meant that the plane was heading at a 90 degree angle towards the sea.

The cries of the passengers suddenly became unheard. Even the voices of the people who were praying and expressing their love to the families next to them could no longer be heard.

Mark Miller also couldn’t do anything other than close his eyes.

Nothing.

There was really nothing in my head.

Humans were so weak in the face of death.

I just thought it would all end like that.

however.

Something strange happened.

Something that doesn’t suit this situation at all.

One child suddenly started humming.

A slightly simple yet comfortable sound. A melody that I feel like I can remember, but can’t quite remember.

It was a strange thing happening in a truly crazy situation.

however···.

When I heard that humming, I suddenly started to calm down.

It wasn’t because it was an exciting song, had a heavy sound, or had a moving feeling.

Just that sound, that melody, calmed Mark Miller.

What is it?

Why did the child do that?

As a joke?

Are you nervous?

By Bored?

or not···.

Like the story of the Titanic, with the heart of the musician who played to the passengers until the very end when it sank?

I do not know.

Everything didn’t make sense.

It doesn’t make sense to survive like this right now.

However, Mark Miller felt that the child’s voice clearly calmed him down.

If that was really the intention, wouldn’t it be the most noble act that music can have?

That’s what I thought.

‘But even in this situation, it’s music…’

I felt like I was laughing out loud.

Mark Miller decided to stop thinking.

Nothing will change even if you think about it in such a complicated way.

Tomorrow… Nothing will be known until tomorrow.

Find water, find food, and find a way to call a rescue team.

To do that, you need to recover your physical strength first.

It would be best to sleep now.

Mark Miller fell asleep looking at the stars floating in the empty sky.

Not knowing that a light about the height of a child was approaching him from a distance.