
Tics.
Mats..
The sound of water resounded, dripping amidst the darkness he was unable to reach.
The darkness.
Tics.
Darkened.
Mats..
He could not see anything, could only feel his heart beating slowly and sounding so loud amidst the silence.
Tics.
His eyes looked to the left and to the right, where sometimes a faint light appeared there and here.
Then, his hand tried to grab one of the lights.
Crsh..
Blood flowed from her broken wrist, and she stopped chasing after the light and just stared at her hand that was no longer ...