62 Irregular Orbit

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I can see him. Tobias is here, he's next to me, holding my hand and stroking my head. I can feel the warmth of his large hands radiating against my skin where he touches me. I can see him. I can feel him. I can hear him. Why can't he hear me? "Tobias! Tobias, what happened? Where am I?" I repeat over and over but it useless he can't hear me. He looks tired, like he hasn't slept in days. His voice sounds worn, like he's been yelling. No, wait, crying maybe? He hasn't taken his eyes off me. He tells me things are going to be okay, that I'm going to be okay. I try to speak again, scream, yell, anything. The look on his face tells me he still can't hear me. I give up, frustrated and close my eyes.