V awoke to complete silence.

In a panic, he felt for his necklace. A sigh escaped his lips as he clutched his amethyst pendant.

His cast was wrapped tightly around his left arm.

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What day is it? he thought.

Who cares?

His family’s demise flashed in his mind’s eye, each death piercing his psyche.

How did I get here?

Who cares?

He recalled someone in a zebra print jacket carrying him to a car. They exchanged words, but he had trouble remembering their conversation.

Seriously, who cares?

V crawled from underneath his covers and meandered to the bathroom. He splashed cold water on his face.

As he looked at his reflection, a shiver ran down the entirety of his body.

For when he peered into his eyes, he saw nothing.