Murmur
Murmur. Murmur. A dull, swirling sound that seems a mile away reaches my ears as they roll me through the endless hallway. A multitude of eyes are on me and mouths move in a flurry but my focus is on the weight in my chest. My senses dissolve as I am crushed from the inside. Murmur. Murmur. I hear the faint beeps of the machines, I assume, as I drift in and out of consciousness. …