He is secured even more tightly to his bed, his heart racing.

That grumpy nurse that once inspected him at his room walks towards him, holding a needle that he is too familiar with.

He kind of really regrets speaking now, feeling frustrated with himself.

She sticks it right into his wrist mercilessly, her cold eyes staring directly into his with bitterness.

He feels his eyelids become heavy as usual and then, he's off to a deep sleep.