Soft grass of Vessel's secret garden held his limp body. His eyes half lidded, all hope lost in his mind and soul. Sleep was the only thing in his head, talking to him, haunting. He has given up with everything, the singing, Sleep, relationships, his trauma finally caught up to him, and he broke.

You haven't seen Vessel in a month, and with the lack of communication from him, you knew that he would only be one place; "The Garden of Eden" was what he had called it. Bristles scratch your hand as you push away branches to enter the garden, seeing your friend's body on the ground, he was barely breathing, but he was alive.