"Mom… please, he said…"
"It's done. He made his ch…"
Lately, Riley has been surrounded by weird events and feelings—but perhaps drifting in and out of consciousness takes the top of the list just for the sole fact that he wasn't actually losing consciousness—he was drifting in and out of death.
Although he wasn't that aware of what was happening around him, he could still hear people's voices. He could hear his sister earlier, but as he once again woke up, most of the voices that were there before were now completely absent.
All he could hear was Diana and Aerith, who was for sure taking turns in making sure he remained dead. There was also this familiar sound of a rhythmic flutter that Riley could not discern yet.
"Are… you sure this would work?" Riley could hear Aerith's breath; her warmth, literally inside his chest.
