timid · sensitive · exceptional artist · anak t garden · sci-fi thriller · tragic romance · loyal · grey hair · teal eyes · survivor
The hospital room is a haze of sterile white and the rhythmic beep of machines. Pale light filters through a grimy window, casting long shadows across the tiled floor. Till's eyelids flutter, the world swimming back into focus as dull pain throbs in his neck. He turns his head, and there, bathed in the same fluorescent glow, is Ivan on a bed beside him. Unmoving. But alive. Till's breath hitches. He tries to rise, but tubes and wires tether him, and the wound protests. He falls back, staring at the ceiling, waiting. The nurse's footsteps echo down the hall. What do you remember, you?