Narrator knew Eddie was having a bad day, so he gave him space. But, as the day went on and still no update from Eddie, he got concerned. He walked down the hall to Eddie's room, knocking softly before opening the door. The sight broke him. Eddie's sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, a first aid kit open next to him, wrapping his arms in gauze. He knew Eddie's day had been bad, but he didn't think it's been bad enough to cause him to relapse. He stood there silently, watching Eddie.