Katherine's POV: My body was stuck. I wanted to move, to yell, or anything, but I couldn't do none. Voices kept coming and going, some familiar, others not. But one voice attracted my attention, even though it was one of the unfamiliar voices. It was the voice I would hear most, and the desperate one of them all. Desperate for me to wake up, I guess. He talked and talked about memories, stories, and just random things. None of which were familiar. But what made me want to wake up most, was when his voice would turn broken. Begging me to wake up and sometimes even crying in the meantime. My hand twitched to comfort the stranger, to reply to his ringing words, but nothing would happen. I guess my brain won't just listen. 'I love you' His voice would turn soft and caring as he'd say t

