How did they get those? [Sylas] Jul 4, 2014 19:11:56 GMT -6
Post by Aaron Grimior on Jul 4, 2014 19:11:56 GMT -6
|Aaron’s eyes slowly opened to see the ceiling of the hospital. The last time he’d been in here, he’d been checking on the young girl he’d found nearly frozen in the snow. He’d sat in a chair next to her bed watching her sleep. He blinked a few times before trying to sit up. Immediately, pain and heat shot through his torso. He gasped and went to move his arm to the source but his arm didn’t budge. He closed his eyes tightly against the pain and breathed in deeply. Looks like he was the one on the bed now. But why was he here?|
He tried recounting the memories from before he blacked out. He remembered the morning going shopping for food. Then… oh, the bandits. That’s why. Sylas. Where was Sylas? He forced his eyes open again and looked around the room moving his head very slowly. At least his neck didn’t seem injured but his head pounded and his entire torso was on fire. He didn’t see the dark haired swordsman in the room. Had something happened to him? Aaron growled a bit. He needed to find out. He slowly started pushing himself up again fighting against the pain. His torso fought with him every step of the way.
He breathed hard as he finally sat up. He tried remembering the last events of the fight. He’d lost track of Sylas while fighting the swordsman and his backup. That couldn’t be good if he’d been overtaken by the others. He was about to swing his legs over the side of the bed when a nurse came in. “Oh! You shouldn’t be up! Lie back down.”
“I have to find out what happened to Sylas,” Aaron said through gritted teeth. He didn’t know who this nurse was. He hadn’t met her the last time he was there. Or if he had, he didn’t remember. All he knew was that he had to find out what happened during the fight. He was trying to ignore the worst possible outcomes but he knew with the odds, it could have very well ended that way.
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