Half a year later:
"Angus! Pack your things!" Malcolm called.
"Why?" Asked Angus, turning his head through the darkness he saw.
"We're going to England."
"What are we doing there?" Angus heard a loud rustling and then Malcolm took Angus' hand.
"Just come with me."
*
Angus knew they were on a plane and heading for England. But he was, as always, in his darkness.
*
Soon they were in a large hall. Angus noticed that because it was so loud.
"Mal, where are we?" Angus asked uncertainly and pushed his stick across the floor. Malcolm didn't answer, but Angus knew his brother was there.
"Good day. We have an appointment." He heared Malcolm say to someone. An appointment? What was this about.
"In what name?" Asked a female voice.
"Angus M Young."
"Oh. OK. Yes. Here you are. Then just take him to treatment room number 4. Do you want to stay with him? "
"Yes."
"Okay."
"Come on, Angus." Malcolm pushed Angus on and then into a warm room. "Sit down." Angus was put on something soft. Was that a stretcher? He ran his fingers over it. He felt Malcolm pull his shoes off. "Now lie down." Angus lay down carefully on the soft stretcher. Someone entered the room and Angus' head darted to the source of the noise.
"Could you answer a few questions for me, Mr. Young?"
"Yes. What do you want to know? "He heard Malcolm.
"How old is your brother?"
"23."
"OK. How tall is he?"
"1.57 m."
"OK. How long has he been blind?"
"From birth."
"OK. Thanks. The doctor will be coming soon." The door closed. Angus heard Malcolm sigh and turned in his direction.
"Mal?" Asked Angus.
"Yes?"
"Where are we and what are we doing here?"
"Just sit back, Ang. Okay? It'll be all right." Malcolm said tenderly.
"But what is this about?" Angus asked, trembling. Malcolm saw that his brother was scared.
"Hey. You don't have to be afraid. I'm with you. You're in for an eye operation." Angus gasped.
"How much did that cost!?"
"That's why I didn't say anything." Malcolm grumbled. The door opened and Angus heard footsteps. He felt a rough hand in his. Malcolm's hand. The rough thumb caressed the back of his hand.
"Okay, Mr. Young. We're going to give you an anesthetic now." Angus felt something stab his elbow and fell asleep.
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What's next to the dark? || Angus & Malcolm Young
FanfictionAngus Young. Born blind. His life is made up of darkness. The only thing that cheers him up is his big brother Malcolm, who takes care of him. Will he spend the rest of his life in darkness? Will his brother be one voice forever? Will Angus know the...
