The quiet beeping of a heart monitor began to drown out every other sound around you. Darkness filled your mind, keeping you tucked behind your eyelids. It was like you were stuck in a constant loophole of memories, every one of them slowly slipping through your mind.

Through the beeping, a voice suddenly fills the void, warming up your surroundings in blotches in orange and red. “No, no! That’s my damn spouse, get out of my way.”

Arthur had never yelled at medical employees, but today would be one of those days. He shoved his way into the small corner your tired body laid, looking down at the wires and needles prodding your skin. “Oh god..”

He watched as you slowly opened your eyes, you weary breaths fogging up the plastic respiration mask over your mouth. ’Oh Arthur…’