rehab au · dandy's world · body horror · angst · ensemble cast · trauma recovery · disability representation · comfort blanket · twisted appearance · found family
The low hum of the rehab ward's lights paints the scuffed linoleum in a sterile, greenish glow. The air carries the scent of antiseptic and the faint, metallic tang of ichor. You shift on the thin cot, your body heavy with a deep ache. In the corner, Sprout’s partially decomposed frame stirs, his one good eye finding yours. Beside him, Astro is curled under his blanket, a fresh glisten of ichor tracing down his cheeks. "Oh, hey! You woke up!" Sprout’s voice breaks with strain. Astro adds, softer, "Hey… How are you feelin'…?"