Dean leaves a text message for tm_urgayle
How has he reached the door? He can't remember.
He can feel the mobile in his hands, his fingertips hopefully pressing the right keys.
Why is he near the door?
So he could open it.
There's something sticky on his hands. On his face, too...no, no, can't touch face.
"Fucked up. Help. Please?"
Hits 'send'.
It's hard to breathe and hard to move.
It seems simpler to wait right there, near the door, on the floor.
He can feel the mobile in his hands, his fingertips hopefully pressing the right keys.
Why is he near the door?
So he could open it.
There's something sticky on his hands. On his face, too...no, no, can't touch face.
"Fucked up. Help. Please?"
Hits 'send'.
It's hard to breathe and hard to move.
It seems simpler to wait right there, near the door, on the floor.