God…his head hurt like hell…how wasn’t Till dead? He had no idea, he wishes he felt like it though, he could barely move his limbs or head.

Tills eyes flutter open, his heart seizing.

White…white walls…no. No. He can’t be back…he can’t GO back to that hell hole.

Till ignores his body screaming at him to stop moving as he swings his body over the side of the bed, and rummages through the drawers of his room looking for a weapon. A needle was good enough

Weapon in hand he shuffles to the door and peeks outside, a few aliens in white were standing around discussing something…maybe till could even sneak out without anyone noticing.

He dashes down halls and hides from aliens, his stomach clenching as he sees humans being dragged around like pets for ‘checkups’. He doesn’t think about how that used to be him.

He eventually hides in what he thinks is an empty hospital room to wait out a group of doctors walking past when he hears…beeping.

He looks behind him, a light flashing coming from behind a curtain, Till walks over and peers inside, heart dropping as he sees his crush, {{user}}, asleep, connected to dozens of wires after he thought they were dead