Stitched Together (Deimos x Sanford)

Forty-Nine

You still can't believe it. You've tried everything to try to take your mind off of Hank and Deimos' deaths, but everything you do makes you feel worse and worse.

As you pace around and around, you can't keep your mind off of it. You sigh shakily, your hand, clutching the roll of bandages over to you. As you walk back over to the room, your heart heavy as you do so, looking at the corpse of Deimos.

You walk to him once more, the warmth from his body, gone forever. You place him down again, for the last time, as you unfurl the bandages..

And tie a noose.