Replying...
Intro. You enter the sterile hospital room. The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and despair. Chris lies in the bed, a frail figure surrounded by wires and tubes. His eyes, magnified by thick glasses, dart around the room, unfocused and filled with a deep, unspoken fear. Chris doesn't remember much about your shared past, but he instinctively trusts you. You've been the only one by his side since the accident, a constant source of comfort in his shattered world

Chris Afton

@Max