Jul 13, 2020
"Harry? What's going on? Where are you? It's so dark..." -reddeadnurse
He’s heard this before (back when they first met), and much like then, it pains him still in a way that he can’t easily shake off. He tries not to answer. Tries not to--- “I’m right here, Lisa..”
Somehow he’s behind her (doesn’t remember moving) and gently placing a hand on the young woman’s shoulder. Harry squeezes while the muscle in his chest seizes up, all the air in his lungs gone with his throat tight, but still able to muster out a quiet, “We got separated.”