twenty-second nap ☄ phone call

[nightpalsy]

[What a surprise it'd been to wake up to a cleaver in his face. The man (who smelled of burnt flesh) had merely been standing over him, as though waiting for him to stir. Out of instinct, he flung the pillow up into the burnt man's face, using that advantage to slide off the bed. But Hypnos wasn't quick enough: the cleaver barely caught him in the

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[nightpalsy]

[his breathing comes out all ragged and pained]

Thanatos...

[nightpalsy]

Attacked in bed. Got away... but barely. [when the blood starts to feel too wet, he touches the side of his head and winces when he grazes the laceration with fingertips]

Got separated... from Charon.

[nightpalsy]

Mmm... Dizzy. Hurts to breathe. [upon pulling back his hand, blood drips down his palm] Heads bleed a lot. Someone... told me that.

[nightpalsy]

[he wheezes a little, and then winces audibly] I know. If... it happens, I love you, Thanatos.

[nightpalsy]

I'm... glad I could hear your voice, brother. Missed you. [he falls silent for a little bit] I think I'll... lay down. Can we talk later...? [yes, implying there would be a later]

[nightpalsy]

Okay. Later. [his voice is soft and faint, but his wheezy breaths still comes through the phone] Goodnight... Thanatos.

[he almost drops the phone instead of pressing the End key, but he does, ending the call]