Action: All over town

[bustsamove]

[Anyone that was at the High School a few days ago may remember this guy and his festering head wound. He seems to have recovered, maybe.

Will is walking aimlessly through town, his skin pale and clammy looking. His head wound is still visible, but the blood has congealed into a disgusting black clot. He feels cold to the touch, like a living corpse. You would think this would be the worst of it, but all of the physical problems pale in comparison to the sheer loneliness and despair that has overcome him sense he was revived. He remembers everything about his death, but not the wounds or the pain, the endless void of his death. If he were capable of crying right now he would, but he can't even manage to do that. He's quietly mumbling something to himself. You'll have to go bother him to find out what it is.]

Comments

[best_weapon_ever]

[He looks even worse now.]

Sir, I think you need to go to the hospital, or home to rest.

[bustsamove]

Hm, what?
Sorry, no, there's really no point.

[his voice is void of any emotion.]

[best_weapon_ever]

Have you seen yourself? You look like you need to sleep.

[bustsamove]

NO!

[oh, there's a little emotion.]

no no no no I can't
I can't go to sleep.

never again. I just…no.

[it's almost like he's having a panic attack, but with maybe a quarter of the energy behind it. His protest is mostly monotone, but there's a hit of terror in there, something really has him spooked…something besides the head wound.]

[best_weapon_ever]

[Her eyes widen at his refusal.]

But everyoen has to sleep eventually.

[bustsamove]

I'm not doing it again.

[best_weapon_ever]

But you'll eventually collapse if you don't, and that will be even worse.

[bustsamove]

That's fine. It would be better that way.

[best_weapon_ever]

No it wouldn't, you'd get hurt even worse!

[bustsamove]

Nothing can hurt as much as what I've been through.
I just can't…

[he looks so tired though]

[best_weapon_ever]

Then go to sleep, please.

[She blinks away tears.]

I, I can sit with you until you wake up if it helps.

[bustsamove]

[He can see her emotions welling up, he wants so badly to reassure her that everything will be ok, but it's almost like he's incapable of it, like his body won't let him do it. He feels trapped in his own mind, all of the fear of dying again isn't worth watching someone break down in front of him. Underneath all of it he's still the same guy right?

He tries to speak with some emotion, but it still just comes out as monotone, this is torture.]

Please don't…
I'll do it if you stop crying.

;;

[best_weapon_ever]

[She wipes away the few tears that made their way out and nods.]

I'm sure there's a free bed at the hospital or in the nurses office where you can rest for a couple hours.

[bustsamove]

ok.

[One word, that's really all he has the energy for. As soon as he finally agreed to rest it's like all of the exhaustion washed over him like a wave. He really did need that bed and he needed it fast, his steps are becoming a lot less even.]

[best_weapon_ever]

[She nods and notices that he's grown visibly more tired. She takes his hand just in case and heads for the school.]

The school should be open still, c'mon.

[bustsamove]

[he doesn't even bother to answer verbally anymore, that's just too much effort. He just nods slowly as she grabs his hand and leads him to the school.]

[best_weapon_ever]

[And they continue on wordlessly until she guides him to a bed in the nurses office.]

Did you want and extra blanket or some water?

[bustsamove]

[It takes him a second once they arrive to even realize they've stopped walking. He sees the bed a slowly sits down, then pauses briefly before laying his head on the pillow. He can barely keep his eyes open by this point, but he can half hear her asking him something. Blanket? Water? Sure, those sound good. He nods slightly but by the time she's back from retrieving them he'll be out cold.]

[best_weapon_ever]

[She can't help but be happy that he's finally resting, and she set the glass of water on the bedside table, then lays the extra blankets across him. On her way out she lets the nurse know he's in there.]