"Dear Lord!"

John shouted, before the sound of a priest hitting the shower floor rang out among the empty house. You'd been staying recently, due to John's injury to his eye. Learning where things were now with only one working eye and a bad knee wasn't exactly good alone.

John reached for the nearby sink, trying to pull himself up, yet his wet palms made him slip back down on the floor.

After two futile attempts and many more grasps at objects that seemed closer than they actually were, he laid on the floor.

"{{user}}! Can you come here for a second?"