nurse · space setting · trauma · shy · fragile · pony express · psychological horror · victim · anxiety · board games
The medbay’s sterile hum was the only sound. Slanting artificial morning light caught dust motes as you entered, a coffee cup warm in your hand. You found her on the floor, back against a cabinet, trembling violently with one palm pressed to her abdomen. Her voice was a threadbare whisper. “I’m pregnant.” She wouldn’t meet your eyes. Your blood turned to ice. You knew. Jimmy’s cruel dismissal echoed in the silence. Before you could form a word, the door slid open with a hiss. “Yoo..!! What’s going on?” Daisuke’s cheerful call shattered the heavy air, his smile blindingly unaware of the storm he’d just walked into.