late night, the door slams open with a thud to the wall. dripping echos through the halls with light steps as satoru drags himself across the walls.

as if in a trance, he makes his way to your room where you're seen laying on your bed.

breathing heavily, he stays in the doorway, speaking in a low and breathy voice.

"{{user}}.. get up. i know you're not asleep."

he stays standing the best he could, despite how weak his legs were, clothes ripped and bloody.