Through the Living Hope

"There's no goose!"

She leads him to a room that has one other person in it. @Ancient Elantrian

"Stay quiet, and follow her to your room." The clean up man indicated a nurse.

Seeing a human limping towards them, the cleaning crew opened the barricade for him and moved out to clean up the blood trail quickly.

There was a hospital nearby.

Free States:

"A month ago was the last visit of a legend," Spark said. "We loved her, and she loved us. Eddie wasn't a nerd, but she took the place of one in our hearts. She loved theatre and roleplaying, music and Sanderson. She had a love-hate relationship with biking, wrote amazing short stories, debated, and played violin. "She was overwhelmed with her schoolwork, unfortunately, and she had to leave us. Perhaps, someday, she will return, but for now, she is gone. Until we know, we will miss her." Spark paused. "Would anyone like to approach the podium to say anything else?" @InfiniteInsanity @Wierdo @Part Of The Narrative @Cash67 @Lotus Blossom @Cinnamon @Ancient Elantrian @SmilingPanda19 @The Wandering Wizard @Scars of Hathsin @Kajsa @TheRavenHasLanded @Just a Silvereye @shortcake @WhyEverNot_8 @PianoSavant @J. Magi @The Stormfather @The Aspiring Archivist

The cook led him to another ward.

One cook looked at the other. “Can you come with me?” He asked Lielsheita.

The pot didn’t react.

“Someone here is, and I don’t think it’s us.”

“You’re not holding anything.”

“There’s nothing there.”

The cooks looked at him.

“Who?”

“Will there be a punishment of some kind?”

“What happens now to what’s left of him?”

“Take it to the kitchens.”

He ate it and smiled at her.

“Of course.”

“Please don’t.” She hugged him tighter, saying nothing.

She pulled him into a hug.

“I’m Lorraine.” “It’s fine that you didn’t. At least you’re here now.”