He listened, long and hard, to the sounds his ears could pick up. He concentrated to hear the sound he wanted to hear. Time had been passing by slower than he had imagined it ever would. He could hear the rustling off leaves outside, the chirping of birds and the raging waters. But, he still tried listening harder. Just then he heard it.
The sound of his heart beating. It had become a habit for him to listen to it just confirm if he was alive. This was the only way he could tell. Sometimes he could stop breathing but that was normal since he was half ghoul. At times his mind could stop working and he’d stare at nothing in particular and other times, he could just laugh as loud as he could.
Clephron was pretty sure he was losing it. It was only a matter of time. Time, a luxury he did not
