He doesn't remember how he got here. Doesn't remember much after he got Gerard to bed, were they alright? He hopes whatever happened didn't get them brought back as well. He knew he was being followed, it's why he kept his distance and why he's somewhat thankful no one came -
He was never meant to get out anyway, this is how things are meant to be.
He enjoys these small moments of acceptance before the reality of just rotting in this room hits him again and he gets back up and tries the door, still locked. The cycle continuing until he can't bring -
himself to stand anymore, the pain an exhaustion taking over. He'd try again as soon as his body allowed it.
[@adelicatematter ]
// someone with a guard or doctor in the moat....email me....come kill him to death (or something, and perhaps gee as well)




