Blackness,
That's all that's there, just plain blackness. He knows his eyes are closed, but its difficult just to keep them open for so long. He's exhausted, he's in pain, and he just wants today to end. He opens his eyes and at first there is a glare, just for a moment though until his eyes readjust.
"No!"
He can't stand the sight, he arms covered in blood, her limp body just hanging there as if it was some carcass being left to drain. Her eyes were swollen up; he can't stand the thought of her being beaten. Her beautiful lips, cracked and torn, blood trickling down her face, like ink being washed away.
"No"
He's not sure how to react. He wants to be angry, to find and kill whoever did this to her, whoever hurt her like this, but at the same time he feels defeated. They took the one thing he cared most. How ironic that it's actually a woman, let alone a coworker.
"Tony"
She's beginning to open her eyes a little bit as relief washed over him. Her eyes seemed glazed, adjusting to the light perhaps, but she does see him, and she does smile.
"Tony"
He looks up, he wants to reply, wants to say that everything is alright, that they would make it through this together, that they have gone through so much worse. He wants her to know that he loves her.
THWAK!
The pain hurts so much, he's losing control he's blacking out again, he wants to at least say her name but he can't. Darkness is taking over again.
Blackness