"DAPHNE?"
The alarm felt so distant yet quite loud. It just kept going through my head. I try to lift my body, but it felt so weak, I push myself to roll and my eyelids opened halfway.
Somehow I could breathe again.
Cuthbert.
A faint image of him appears through the glasses protecting us from the contaminated atmosphere.
"Daphne." He sounded exhausted and low. "Daphne? Can you-you hear me?"
My eyes opened to the tremulous voice over me.
He must have run out of air, looks like he was on the verge of fainting. The lens of his protector vaporizes.
I wince as I push myself up until I was seated beside him.
"Hey?" I shook his shoulders, his heavy body descended upon me.
No...
"Cuthbert?" Now it was me calling on him.
I drag his arm upward and reach for his wrist.
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