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Green eyes rimmed in red. Staring unseeing. Cool hands laid on dry, hot skin. Fever-bright. Never had thirst felt so tangible, but swollen throats left no room for such desires. Head thrashing on the pillow, back and forth, looking for some yet unfound cool spot on the linen. Voices, worried murmurings. Pills forced down. PIlls forced up. Crying out, the noises cracked and bleeding, the sounds gurgling. For whomever the bell tolls, it goes unanswered.
Rising from the bed, unsteady and weak. Wandering through the halls in a daze. Lost. Unaware. Found and led back to the white sheets and the beeps by steady, gentle hands. A calming voice, a slight pain, and sleep. Heavy, dreamless, and always frightening. Waking in a panic, fighting the dark.
Rising from the bed, unsteady and weak. Wandering through the halls in a daze. Lost. Unaware. Found and led back to the white sheets and the beeps by steady, gentle hands. A calming voice, a slight pain, and sleep. Heavy, dreamless, and always frightening. Waking in a panic, fighting the dark.