MY MUSE IS IN HOSPITAL AND IS COMATOSE. SEND ME “ALWAYS BY YOUR SIDE” FOR MY MUSES REACTION TO WAKING UP TO FIND YOUR MUSE AT THEIR BEDSIDE.

Pain. Darkness. That was all she understood, and everything she remembered. How long had she been here? At times it felt like only moments, but at others it felt like a lifetime or more. But then there was the question… Did she actually know and understand how to measure time? Time. The concept slipped through her mind, slippery and intangible. Not as easily understood as pain.

Some moments there was light, but it was mostly dark. And she was alone. She knew that because during the brief moments where light illuminated the world around her she saw monsters. Things she couldn’t name that looked more mechanical and dangerous than anything she had a name for. Some looked like her, their eyes glassy and terrifying, their expressions wild.

She struggled against them all in the darkness, praying for a miracle, crying out as their nails dug into her skin and ripped her to pieces. No matter how hard she fought they continued to swarm her, burying her in thick pile of rotting carcasses. Sometimes she even heard them whispering her name, demanding her death.

Nails dug into her sides and she screamed. Her eyes widened as the pain tore through her body, spreading its fire through her bloodstream. The world burst into a haze of white, and she gasped for breath, tubes running across her body. Chest heaving for air, she brought her hands to her face and tugged at the tubes beneath her nose and pulled them away from her face. She sat up sharply, pieces of skin on her chest burning as needles and monitors were torn off. 

Her name.

Eyes wide with terror she turned to look to her right, one hand pulling out a needle from her other. “Kai…” She whispered, tears welling in her eyes. Relief made the tears pill over, and she sobbed, covering her face with her hands. It was done. It had been nothing more than a nightmare. 

She felt her friend embrace her, hands smoothing her hair as the other whispered soft reassurances. Sobbing, she turned and buried her face in Kai’s shoulder, her hands gripping feebly at her uniform. “Don’t leave me, Kai.” Her voice was hoarse from lack of use, but she didn’t care. She had said what she needed to say, and that was all that mattered.