Through the bond he could feel her emotions. It was like she’d given up, on everything. The bond opened up. Thoughts poured through, in a jumble, a wave of anger, and sadness. Raw emotions flooded through him, and the short flashes held a person, or so he thought. The feeling was fleeting, yet, it seemed to stick in his mind. She’d lost someone close to her too, and she seemed to be devastated.<br/><br/><i>Another doctor came in, the monitors blaring, each screen flashing bright red lights, personnel flooding the hospital room. Everything had seemed fine, he’d even managed to drift off to sleep. But everything woke him up. Blue and white seemed to blur, and yet, even with all the commotion, his eyes were stuck on his sister. She was pale, and not her usual kind. This was a ghastly shade. Even for an albino. Her eyes seemed sunken, her face looked tired, defeated. The short strains of her hair glistened with sweat, yet, even in all the motion in the room, she was the only thing that seemed still.</i><br/><br/>Snapping back to reality, Faelan’s entire body was tense, he’d fallen off the bed. Nothing had prepared him for that memory. It came to him so powerfully, so vividly. It was like he’d been in the room again, watching her die.<br/><br/>“No, we aren’t discussing this.” Whatever feelings she’d let loose tore rampant through him, and he couldn’t force the image of his sister out of his mind. The world seemed to spin as he picked himself up, back onto the table, the chains of his restrains rattling loudly, echoing even.