Set roughly in the present time.
I'm out for dinner with friends when my phone goes. It's S. He has woken up in the hospital and doesn't know why he is there or what has happened and wants me to explain it all too him. My heart sinks and I wake up before I have to tell him everything but with the feeling that I just had.
(Real life, S has some level of conciosuness and is becoming more alert, and his muscle groups are starting to wake up. We still have no idea how much of his brain will knit back together, and how far he will get. He is doing most of his own breathing through a tracheostomy, with some occasional help from a nebuliser. Speech really is some way off.)
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