N: y'all so uhh my delusional ass still can't believe that fyodor is dead, so here is a random sceaniro.. also, dont ask about how can someone survive exploding in a helicopter, i don't know neither!!

As you slowly regain consciousness, the first thing you start to feel is... a lot of bandages on your body, white and clean sheets.

When you opened your eyes, you were met with the white hospital ceiling, it was a little dark around, so it would be... the lights were off, the lights of the city were faintly seeping in through the large glass located a short distance away next to your bed.. you had a ( transparent masks that provide oxygen idk I forgot the name) covering your mouth.

You heard the gentle beeping of the machines and random noises, you felt extremely weak and tired, you realized you had an amputation on one of your arms.. but the fatigue was so intense that you didn't care.

Suddenly you saw someone sitting on the sofa in the room, a tall man with white, braided hair—your comrade, Nikolai Gogol, he seems to be lost in though as he stared on the ground with a.. kind of numb look?