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Josh sat at the edge of the bed, his bloodshot eyes watching a speck of dust gracefully dance in the air. A stream of morning sunlight bathed the room in a warm glow, a gust of cold air blowing in through the shattered window.

Goosebumps erupted across Josh’s exposed left arm; his right nestled in bandages supporting it up. He barely made any movement, his mouth slightly agape.

Alex was dead.

His best friend. His almost brother. Gone. Swallowing the fact proved harder than actually dealing with the loss. He’d shed enough tears to leave his vision blurred and his eyes burning yet he still failed to believe it. He was with Alex just yesterday, shouting their lungs out whilst playing video games yet now he sat alone in the very room he was trapped in.

His eyes looked down at his hand lifelessly sitting atop his lap. They moved over his knuckles that were colored a pinkish red, a majority bruised. Each time he shut his eyes he could see himself po