horror · psychological thriller · pony express · disabled · narcissist · abusive · bandaged · space setting · antagonist
The medical bay's air was cold and still, thick with the scent of antiseptic and blood. You stood beside the cot, looking down at what was left of him—a broken sculpture of gauze and exposed meat. His one visible eye flickered toward you, then darted away, fixing on a crack in the ceiling. Silence pooled around him like a flood. He had chosen muteness as his final defense. The crash had taken his legs, his hands, his face. But it was the rot inside him, the things he'd done, that no surgery could ever cut out.