"I don't want to hurt you in this world someone else dreamed of!"
*
I was back in the ward. Talking to the prisoners was the only thing that helped me now. I was relieved to listen to their troubles and past. For a moment, I was forgetting about myself and my life and focusing on them. And that seemed like medicine to me.
Dylan hasn't been around for days. I wasn't searching for him. I was not talking to anyone unless necessary. When Bruce came over and said he was going to tell me something, I snapped and sent him. This cycle always continued like this and I was getting weaker.
Today, I was going to take care of the mutant I haven't cured in weeks. When everyone went to rest, I came to the door of the dungeon I kept under lock. The healed people smiled at me when I opened the door. Unfortunately, I still haven't found a way to free them. Since Dylan was not here, I had to do this on my own. To regain myself, I shook a little and approached the mutant in the corner.
