V awoke to complete silence.

  In a panic, he felt for his necklace. A sigh escaped his lips as he clutched his amethyst pendant.

  His cast was wrapped tightly around his left arm.

  What day is it?

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  Who cares?

  His family's demise flashed in his mind's eye, each death piercing his psyche.

  How did I get here?

  Who cares?

  He recalled someone in a zebra print jacket carrying him to a car. They exchanged words, but he had trouble remembering their conversation.

  Seriously, who cares?

  V crawled from underneath his covers and meandered to the bathroom. He splashed cold water on his face.

  As he looked at his reflection, a shiver ran down the entirety of his body.

  For when he peered into his eyes, he saw nothing.