17: Getting no better

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Ethan began regaining consciousness, he whimpered in his sleep and hiss when he had rolled on his ribs. He slowly sat up, taking some few minutes to be fully alerted. He felt light headed with vague memories of the previous day.

He ran his hands through his hair, then bringing it down to rub his face. He couldn't think of a thing not even his name.

"Hey." The stranger's voice came from the doorway Ethan jumped and shrink in the bed. The tragedy of the previous night playing in his mind. He wrapped his hand around himself only then did he noticed the over size sweater and the basketball short. It wasn't his. He was in uniform when he had gone to the clinic, then the silver culprit stuff pop up and he didn't have time to change.

The thought made him anxious and even alerted. He was totally vulnerable without his glasses, blind even, and blind people don't defend themselves too well wh