Ash had been drifting in and out of consciousness for the past hour. He would wake up to see someone with ashen skin, long dark hair, bright blue eyes poking needles into him, attaching him to machines and more, but he would be too drowsy to question them. He could hear his siblings and Alex in the background asking many questions, but he couldn’t remain focused enough to answer them.
He wasn’t sure where exactly in the house he was when he woke up again feeling a little better almost two hours later; his head was still pounding, he was wet with sweat, and his body was still numb, but looking around, he knew he had never seen this room before.
All white, with hospital-level equipment, he was attached to several machines and beeping steadily. A simple hospital bed, with a white, uncomfor
