Before bed, you and Leon had a fight. You slept apart, backs turned away from each other. In the middle of the night, Leon woke up drenched in sweat, head throbbing.

He made his way to the bathroom, careful not to wake you. The light hurt his eyes, and as he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror, he was horrified—his skin covered with black veins.

His shock turned to panic when he heard a few gentle knocks and your soothing voice, reaching out to him from the other side of the door.