The Stain

[dolorous_sensei]

"He's losing...!"

"Give him..."

"Move him to the medical...!"

"Cut open his suit..."


Ken manages to save Walt from being a monster chow, but Walt is still uncouncious from the explosion of his Genoace. The medical team is carting him as soon as he arrives.


"Holy shit! What is that..."


But as soon as they cut open his pilot suit...



Eyes.

Many eyes are staring from the flesh of Walt's left arm. Staring at the medical team, staring at the walls, staring at everything. The eyes are darting around jerkily in their sockets, blinking, looking left and right, up and down.

Needless to say, Walt moves straight to quarantine.

You might, or might not see all of these happening, since everything happens right on the hallways.

...

A few days later, you can see him sitting in his medical gown at Alhambra's medical bay cafeteria, staring intently at a cup of coffee, his body full of bandages. His left arm is wrapped like a mummy.

You might notice that other patients and staffs are trying to sit far away from him, leaving him a hole in the middle of a crowd.

Greet him?

Comments

[dolorous_sensei]

Once again... I survive when other doesn't... You get used to it, but it still get on you.

[star_of_sad]

That never happened with me, and I hope never will.

But I understand how it feels. I'm sorry...

[dolorous_sensei]

I had a friend who kept saying that. He managed that, by being the one not coming back.

[star_of_sad]

[This face.]