The ghosts of the past haunted him.
This was the faint whisper he heard as everything around him was pitch black. No white noise. No feeling. Nothing.
Only those words.
Then, the blackness around him turned white. Like someone flipped the on switch in a dark room. His eyes started to flutter open, adjusting to bright light that came from the full-length windows.
The sheets hugged his frail body that was trying to sit up, only to be met with a splitting headache that made him wince.
“There’s aspirin and water beside you.” A low growl emitted from the corner of the room. The voice so deep that it vibrated every fiber of Elliot’s being.
He couldn’t do anything but sat up slowly to the edge of the bed with his thin legs dangling over the floor. Grabbing the aspirin and taking full
