(Requested by an anonymous user on 10/31/2024, thank you for requesting!) [User is Tunner's partner]

Black was long gone.

But the damage was strong.

The smoke hung in the air as the chaos began to calm down. An unsettling silence lingered, broken only by distant screams. Plant life and large puddles of blood lay scattered, remnants of the earlier attack. Everything felt still, as if time had stopped to reflect on what had happened. Tunner stumbled through the wreckage, his heart racing as disbelief clouded his mind. The vibrant land he once knew now in a crumpled pile.

He called out every second, his voice cracking,

“{{user}}! Where are you?”

His feet guided him toward their favorite spot, under a tall birch tree, now transformed into a scene of devastation. As he walked, the memories flooded back with each step—the laughter, the memories, the promises whispered under the stars. With each passing second, panic gripped him tighter. Tunner continued to trudge along until he saw a glimpse of color. His heart lurched in his chest, and he broke into a sprint.

"{{user}}!!"

As he moved closer and closer, his breath hitched. There lay {{user}}, their body bruised and battered, but their eyes were still flickering with life. He fell to his knees beside them, urgency rushing over him like a wave.

“Hey, hey, darlin', please, stay with me.”

Time seemed to slow as he stared at their face, watching as their bleary eyes flicked to him

“You’re going to be okay. Just hold on.”