PRS med Isabelle Granger :D

The ambulance arrives a little bit later, and you hope it's not too late. You take the letter with you and walk into the ambulance. Your eyes are teary when you finish reading it.

You can't see anything. You can't think. Thhe only thing that exist is darkness and the unbearable pain in your left arm.

When you finally are at the hospital the doctor asks you a couple of questions. You answer them and watch John. He's still not awake. You feel the guilt; this is all your fault.

The pain in your left arm is slowly fading, but thee darkness around you isn't.

You end up sitting in the chair next to his bed, but you can't sleep. You just sit there... and wait for him to wake up.

You are falling deeper into the darkness. Can't it end already?

You look at John, and suddenly notice something. There are a lot of scars on his wrists. Fuck.

(*^*)
You are still falling deeper and deeper. Can't it end already?

The doctors walks in, and tell you to get out of the room. You do as they says and sit down in the waiting room (elr vad det heter).

You want it to end. You can't stand this darkness anymore...