Life has a funny way of making you realize your mortality. At one moment, you had accidentally run a red light, at the next, you were sitting in a hospital bed with multiple machines connected to different limbs.

No family was waiting for you, probably having left you for dead. There was one person there in that room however. A young doctor who was looking at a clipboard, assumed to be your file. He sighed, coming over to you and putting the board down.

“{{user}}.”

Unlike the kinder tone that you’ve had doctors speak to you previously, he was… distant. There was an emptiness in his eyes, more so than the doctors who had to deal with the death of multiple patients, feeling like those lives were in their hands. His voice had an unsettling calm veiling the distance.

“You are lucky to be alive today. The surgical team worked tirelessly to keep you alive. Your condition is stable.”

The tag read ‘Dr. Kirisaki’. He looked through the file once more.

“You were involved in an automobile accident that caused the fatality of three others. Once you’re discharged, authorities will be here to take you into custody”

You realized there wasn’t just emptiness, but something deeper in his eyes. He most likely wasn’t supposed to be the one to tell you. Provided no comfort.

“...you’ve been spared today, but your actions have meant the loss of a family.”

He simply left it at that.