>nurse worriyngly waves her hand trying to knock some sense back at him
>"Anon can you see me?Anon are you alright?"
>Anon snaps back and glances over nurse
>"I need to see Fang."
>"Anon, Fang's gone now let's go get you checked by doctor.It seems like you may need brainscan as we-"
>"Where did she go? Is she still around in town?"
>"Anon i'm sorry but Fang is still dead,she is not coming back. I know it must be hard to hear for you-"
>"Where? Where is her grave? Can go and give my condolneces to the family?"
>"Her family doesn't want you around anywhere near them especially her grave. Anon please move on, she was a school shooter. Those kinds are no worth in crying over the victims themselves. I'm sure there are way more productive things to do and focus on rather than her"
>"Can i go outside and get some air then? I feel weird today, i might need some sunlight and refreshing air to knock me up back to my senses
>Anon gets out on fake 10 minutes only to srcamble around in his weak body using whatever force his thorn mucles could offer only to go to her grave. Thanks to his experience and going out with Fang constantly, finding graveyard was no issue but where real issue lies was getting his body to destination
>Barely scraps by with all his force to make it to his supposed ex lover's grave.
>The endless fog spanning around horizon while cold breeze dances around your ears and nose. Like kindered spirits of those who can never rest dancing around the graves, playing their song enternally there where'd others never hear. A dead mans lulliby
>There he is staring at the grave. 2 stones, one dedicated to Naiser, other to Fang. You are trying hard to keep any tears from falling from your eyes. Eevery tear has been already shed to the point that grass could grow feeding from all wallowing misery
>Anon stares there confused, unsure of what to say only wondering whats real anymore