Klavier wrote:
the comforting warmth emanating from the pale hands held in my own was no longer there, and the gaze meeting mine dropped. it was as if the man who had only a second ago seemed so happy to see me was now trying his best to avoid looking into my eyes. the sudden distance put between us as herr langdon stood made me feel inexplicably uneasy, almost nauseous.
perhaps i went too far. maybe i... misunderstood our connection and thus overstepped some boundary? i wanted to speak then, to voice these dark thoughts before they could consume me, but before i could even think of what could possibly be said, herr langdon opened his mouth, apprehensively: "how much do you remember about the incident?"
i blinked, like an idiot. i hadn't considered that. from the moment i woke up, the only topic of importance was the simple fact that i was gravely injured, and the only important thing on my mind was the question of herr langdons whereabouts. the specifics are purely unnecessary, nein? it is much like i said. some fool got careless and the star clavicle of the Dream Guys 2020 Calendar fell victim to it. but... actually considering it, the details were worryingly hazy. herr langdons fearful, shaky tone and his sheer unwillingness to meet my gaze made me fear that i was missing something big. something bad. "i... was senseless enough to get distracted and drop meine Kartoffel. after that, i..." i gulped. for whatever reason, it felt as if my blood pressure was rising at an alarming rate. my hands felt sweaty. "...everything went dark."