Location: Hospital Room
Time: 7:51 PM
The dim lights above flickered softly, casting a warm orange hue over the sterile white of Ethan's hospital room. The beeping of machines was constant, steady—like a reminder he was still holding on.
Inside the room, Lucas Graves, his sister Charlotte, and Louie Davas sat in silence.
No one said anything.
No one needed to.
Ethan's pale face, half-lit in the shadows of IV lines and machines, said enough.
Charlotte stood near the window, arms crossed tightly as she bit her lower lip.
Lucas sat at Ethan's bedside, elbows on knees, staring at the floor.
Louie leaned against the far wall, his voice long gone from the screams he let out the day before.
Suddenly—
Knock knock.
The door creaked open.
Lucas turned.
His eyes widened.
"…Kagetsu? …Jalen?"
