The darkness just begun.
Cracking open his right eye, Eliot knew something was different. Fully waking and sitting up, the hitter scanned his room for any changes. Nothing appeared to be out of place but Eliot knew something happened. He glanced upward at the air vent and knew Parker had come recently. Or maybe it was just from before. How, he wasn't sure, but it was almost as if he could smell the lucky charms she had for breakfast that morning. Kind of freaked out and one thousand percent done, the hitter decided he would take a shower. Gathering the necessities, Eliot made it to the bathroom without running into anyone who would ask him how he was doing or tell him he should be sleeping. In other words, Sophie. Pulling off his shirt, the hitter tried to carefully remove his bandages but found that it didn't hurt to remove them. Taking a good look at his back, he realized all he had was scars where his wounds were only hours before. Reluctantly removing the bandage on his shoulder, the hitter was practically dumbfounded. The bite wound was completely healed. Baffled, Eliot resumed to taking his shower but his mind was elsewhere. The night he fought that smokey grey wolf. -