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I limped towards the bed, every step echoing in the hollow cell.

The mattress creaked under my weight as I collapsed onto it, my body crying out in relief at the slight comfort it offered.

Ellie hovered by me, her unease palpable.

I could hear her soft breaths, could feel her gaze on me — a mixture of concern and fear.

I turned my back on her, closing my eyes to shut out her pitying gaze.

Sleep was a far-off dream, yet exhaustion pulled at me.

I let myself sink into the mattress.

My mind slipped into the hazy state between wakefulness and sleep, a welcome respite from the sharp reality of my situation.

The sounds of the prison dimmed into a distant hum, the sharp clank of metal and hushed whispers a constant undercurrent beneath my thoughts.

Even as my senses started to fade, one image remained imprinted in my mind — the Distant Vision with Ellie.

It was my anchor, my refuge amid the turmoil.

As sleep slowly claimed me, it was her laughter I heard, her scent I smelled, and her touch I felt — a fleeting taste of a possible future in the harsh reality of the present.

* * *

Consciousness was a fickle companion.

One moment I was adrift in the darkness, and the next, I was floating in a world of my own making — the Distant Vision Ellie and I shared.

I was there again, on the beach with her.

The sand was warm beneath my feet, the sea breeze carrying the salty scent of the ocean.

Ellie’s laughter echoed in the wind, a delightful melody against the symphony of waves crashing against the shore.

She was radiant in the sunlight, her figure silhouetted against the sky, a hand resting protectively on her pregnant belly.

The joy was so palpable I could almost touch it, the sound of our shared laughter hanging in the air like music notes.

It was a moment of tranquility amid chaos, a haven amid the storm.

Just when I thought I could spend an eternity in that vision, a sharp sting yanked me back into reality.

I gasped, my body convulsing at the sudden intrusion of pain.

My eyes snapped open to the sight of Ellie pulling back a syringe, her face a mask of concentration.

My senses came roaring back — the harsh light stabbing at my eyes, the echoing clank of the prison walls — reality came crashing down like a tidal wave.

Anger surged within me, raw and potent. “What did you do?” I growled, my voice echoing through the stark cell.

I felt a rush of adrenaline, fueling the anger within me.

My body reacted instinctively, fueled by the perceived threat.

I lunged at her, my hands reaching for her before my mind could fully register my actions.

Yet, as swiftly as the rage came, it dissipated.

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