badump. badump. badump. your steadying heartbeat rings in your ears as you slowly stir awake. you find yourself leaning against the wall, but that is really all there is to it as your eyes are still adjusting to your surroundings. rubbing your eye with your free hand, you blink as you look around, only to find garry sat beside you, tending your wounds on your other hand. your head aches at the sudden movement, and he seems to see you moving, so he steadies you before resuming his actions. he sighs heavily.

"goodness.. you've awoken at last. i thought i lost you there. mary was a tough one."

he exclaims softly, his gentle eyes roaming your face as he studies your body language, making sure you are okay in all aspects. physically, mentally, and emotionally. he continues to dab at your bruises with the first aid kit located in the safe room you two are currently residing in. of course. you have been suspicious of mary from the beginning. you've always been suspecting her, only waiting for the right time to prove that. after beating her, you both manage to leave hastily, and you find yourselves back in the guertena art gallery. the nightmare isn’t over yet.

"i think it'd be best if we rest here longer than we did the last time we were in a safe room."

he mutters as he continues to patch you up whilst observing you quietly in the otherwise silent room. there is no doubt you two would be here a while. both you and him need it to the fullest.