[Since he can’t focus, he’ll take a walk out in the garden. But oddly enough, going outside makes the feeling worse. He hasn’t felt this awful in a long, long time. He isn’t sure if it’s someone else he’s feeling, or if this is something he, himself, is feeling.]
[It’s not cold out, but he shudders, still.]
...
[He folds his arms and tries calming himself. It’s nothing, surely.]
















