Just sleep.
The room spun for only seconds, he thought, as his frantic roommate fussed over his problems. Problems being the fact that E had run off to go mope while he was still with internal bleeding.
On the bed, feeling weightless and heavy, somehow at the same time, the young man watched the turning ceiling as the muffled voice of the on-the-go doctor played in his ears.
"-don't know why you have to go do that all the time. We were so worried about you! What if your movements opened the wound more, huh? You could bleed out and die, man." It's here that the voice softens into nothingness, due to Lucas trying to not get overly emotional.
That's all they've been since coming back from their failed mission. He's found it amazing that neither of them have had a serious breakdown since. Smaller, less dramatic fits have come and gone, all lasting less than an hour. But the cracks keep widening, and the dam will break sooner or later, he fears.
The light fades as unconsciousness takes him. Heavy sleep, beckoned by the medic, will keep E home for another seven to ten hours, giving Lucas the time needed to mend the internal injuries that keep undoing themselves.
There's a point in this night where he, E's dear friend, wonders if his buddy's body isn't healing because E wants to slip into death, and join their fallen comrades.
On the bed, feeling weightless and heavy, somehow at the same time, the young man watched the turning ceiling as the muffled voice of the on-the-go doctor played in his ears.
"-don't know why you have to go do that all the time. We were so worried about you! What if your movements opened the wound more, huh? You could bleed out and die, man." It's here that the voice softens into nothingness, due to Lucas trying to not get overly emotional.
That's all they've been since coming back from their failed mission. He's found it amazing that neither of them have had a serious breakdown since. Smaller, less dramatic fits have come and gone, all lasting less than an hour. But the cracks keep widening, and the dam will break sooner or later, he fears.
The light fades as unconsciousness takes him. Heavy sleep, beckoned by the medic, will keep E home for another seven to ten hours, giving Lucas the time needed to mend the internal injuries that keep undoing themselves.
There's a point in this night where he, E's dear friend, wonders if his buddy's body isn't healing because E wants to slip into death, and join their fallen comrades.