Maeve
The corridor is dark, it's reminiscent of the corridors from the Shining hotel. Poorly lit, but enough visibility to see the general look of this place. It's dingy and damp with mould growing on the walls. I decide to walk forwards, and I soon see a right turn at the end of the corridor I started in. I take on this turn and I see a figure at the end of the corridor. It's not evidently clear who the figure is just yet, however there is an air of familiarity about said figure. I try to call out, but my voice doesn't carry, in fact nothing comes out. I try and speak a few times more, but to no avail. I am forced to accept the fact that my voice isn't going to help.
I walk towards the figure again and as the outline becomes clearer, I realise who it is. Mum. She's facing away from me, so I move to within her eyesight, but she doesn't notice that I'm there. Her eyes are locked in a position staring ahead of her, I follow to see where her gaze is directed and I see me, or a younger version. I'm no older than 11, Little Women in my hand gesturing to mum about my favourite part of the book. But when I look back at my mother's figure, the position has changed. With her trusty needle in hand, she shoots up and escapes this world to go be in her heroin infused toxic dreams. I see my younger figure look at mum, this sight already a familiar one and a solitary tear escapes my younger self. I remember this was when I vowed that I had no more tears left to cry. How wrong I was.
Eric
'I need to get to the hospital. Jakob wouldn't tell me what's wrong, just that I needed to be there as soon as possible' Otis says, the blank expression slowly starting to be filled with the anxiety and worry that I've seen time after time on his face.
'Okay' I say. 'We should cycle, it's the quickest way.'
'Let's go' he says without hesitation. He gathers his stuff in the fastest way I've ever seen him move and moments later we're leaving the house. We close the door and Otis fumbles for his keys.
'Shit, I left them inside' he says.
'Just go' I say to him. 'I know the way and I'll meet you there soon. I'll go back in and get your keys. Just get to your mum.'
'Thank you' he says, and he hurries up the stairs and cycles into the distance.
I go round to the side of the house where I know a window is always open. I'm not the nimblest of people but I manage to open it wide enough to squeeze myself in and find Otis' keys on the table. I see his inhaler resting close to it and I grab that too. 'Just in case' I think to myself. I head out of the front door, lock up behind me, and hurry to catch up with Otis at the hospital.
Ola
Lily's mum drops me off at the hospital and after a quick thank you, I rush into the hospital and see Dad there. Before either of us can get any words out, he bursts into tears and it reminds me of how he was when Mum died.