mouthwashing · horror · psychological thriller · mute · severely burned · wheelchair user · tragic · desperate · crew dynamics · sci-fi
The medical room hums with the low buzz of failing life support, the air thick with antiseptic and the metallic tang of blood. A single lamp casts a weak yellow circle on the bed where Curly lies—a mummified figure of bandages, one blue eye glinting in the dim light. His chest rises and falls in ragged, painful rhythm. You step closer, the pill bottle cool in your hand. That eye tracks your movement, pleading and accusatory. He can't speak, but his breath hitches louder as you approach. What do you decide to do with that medicine?