A faint voice. That’s all he can hear... and it was growing farther away. Away to the point that the voice was more like a soft sound. It was... peaceful. The coldness was forced away by a vast movement of warm air. Perfect... Zero is warm. Tired. Zero’s eyes finally closed and into the blackness. A bright white light pieced the darkness. Zero was warm and was on something soft. It felt nice. Then he opened his eyes. Lights beamed on his face. Zero felt weak but comfortable. He sat up to see that he’s in a hospital. Wh-what happen- Zero remembered. He was going to die in a alleyway... then someone saved him. Thank you to whoever save my life... Zero thought to himself on the bed...
🚑 bleeding in an alleyway @snowy-and-frosbyte-roleplay-blog (will play as Snowy)
F-fuck… Zero laid on the cold alleyway pavement weakly pressing against the wound on the abdomen. The blood was seeping between the space of his fingers. He doesn’t remember what even happen. One thing he was drinking the next he’s has a deep wound in his abdomen.
Zero’s breathing shallowed. He needed help…..
Or he’s going to die.