The apartment, once a warm and inviting home filled with laughter and memories, had transformed into a stark, makeshift hospital, echoing with sorrow and grief.

For two interminable days, the air was thick with the sound of soft, pained whispers drifting from Elias’s room, where a nervous doctor, Damon, had summoned to aid in his recovery, worked meticulously to stabilize the young man. Outside that room, a heavy silence enveloped Damon, who had withdrawn into himself, barricading his ...