There's an easy solution here, an easy reason for all the shit swimming in his skull, an answer to the questions he can't quite work into place, but he's far from in the right mental state to figure that out. He can't think right now, not with how badly he's shivering and how much he can barely breathe and that's when it occurs to him that he - he needs his medicine.
His hands plunge into his pocket, numb fingers skittering over the ridged cap. It takes him several tries to get the damn thing open and once he does the dizzying temptation to just toss the whole mess of it all back is a little too much to bear.
He swallows two dry and stumbles back, hooking one hand up against a tree trunk, breathing hard, eyes flicking frantically from side to side in search of something tall and bleached-faced, something that isn't there.
"Where's," he croaks, faint and rasping. "How'd he..."
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There's an easy solution here, an easy reason for all the shit swimming in his skull, an answer to the questions he can't quite work into place, but he's far from in the right mental state to figure that out. He can't think right now, not with how badly he's shivering and how much he can barely breathe and that's when it occurs to him that he - he needs his medicine.
His hands plunge into his pocket, numb fingers skittering over the ridged cap. It takes him several tries to get the damn thing open and once he does the dizzying temptation to just toss the whole mess of it all back is a little too much to bear.
He swallows two dry and stumbles back, hooking one hand up against a tree trunk, breathing hard, eyes flicking frantically from side to side in search of something tall and bleached-faced, something that isn't there.
"Where's," he croaks, faint and rasping. "How'd he..."