A weight pressed down on Zephyr’s chest. His throat felt dry, breathing hard, like the walls were closing in around him.
He'd been thrown into a lion's den, and all he had to do was remain brave. One quiver and they'd devour him, scattering his bones all over the place.
“Zephyr, what brings you here, today?” Jason's father's voice was firm, steady. “Shouldn't you be at the hospital tending to your patient's needs?”
“I should normally, but I'm off duty today,” Zephyr answered.
“It doesn't matter,” Jason's mother chimed in. She held her unwavering gaze on him, voice soft and smooth. “Whether you're off duty or not, it would be right to be around the hospital, it shows that you really like your job. I heard that a lot of sick patients were admitted into the hospital today, they could us
