Beep.. beep...

The familiar sound of a heart rate monitor. Followed by this, the usual sudden green line clashing against the pitch black screen of the machine.

Sabitsuki didn't know how longer she had to be here. Moments felt like days, days felt like weeks, and weeks felt like months. All because of an illness she, herself, can't control.

Beep.. beep...

Again. Again, the ear-piercing sound played. It was one she had grown used to, having heard it so many times. Distant voices could be heard in the room next to her, but Sabitsuki could care less. So, being stuck in the same white room slight corroded by rust on the edges and only ever accompanied by the occasional sight of nurses, Sabitsuki did what she could best.

Sleep.