Taking one shaky step after another, he slowly made his way down the halls, unsure of whether it was him who was tilting or the world that was spinning. Regardless, it didn’t matter. He hadn’t the time nor energy to care about it, if he doesn’t hurry he wouldn’t even be alive to care for it.

“Haa… ha… this is a joke.”

Stumbling to the nearest wall, he panted, vision blurring as he tried to maintain some semblance of consciousness. To think him of all people would fall because of poison, where did all those years of injesting strange liquids go to, for him to still be susceptible to such a low, dirty and vulgar trick.

"Fuck. How much longer…"

He tried to ball his hand into a fist, hoping he could at least try to dig his fingers Into flesh, to cause pain so that he would stay awake just a little longer but even something as simple as that… was difficult. He couldn’t even focus enough to clench his hands into a fist, his fingers barely even twitching.

“Naka… hara…!"