Drews Pov
The day feels like it is dragging. I can hear the rhythmical ticking of the clock on the wall lulling my senses, and although the clock shows time is moving forward, it feels as if time had stood still. My father has shown no signs of improvement, his leg is still not healing either. The doctor has advised we need to start treatments to keep this clean and try to avoid infection setting in. The last thing he needs now would be an infection. He wouldn't last the night. This must be a dream, or rather an unimaginable nightmare I just can't wake up from. Less than a day ago we were all celebrating, it feels like we've walked into an alternative realm. f**k! What are we going to do? There was an invisible giant sitting on my chest making me struggle for every breath. How could this
