Sirens.
That's what Zander could hear.
His mind was all fuzzy as he kept blacking out for minutes at a time.
Hailey was cradling him, screaming something inaudible to him.
Whenever he woke up he would just stare at the ceiling before blacking out again.
His thoughts wandered on.
Hailey, bethany, his mother, Michael, his father, Daisy and.. Luke..
He was the only person he had spoken too before committing such a horrendous act.
He rolled his head to the side and noticed something under his bed. Oh. Of course.
He spoked up.
"...Under my..- bed..-" he muttered out.
He saw his mother fall to the floor as she looked under, she pulled out a bamboo basket.
He could see her hazy tear stained face confused as she took the lid off the basket.
From what he could make out, she started bawling.
A basket full of crochet for those he held dear.
At the top of the basket, a purple crochet jumper sprayed with Zanders favourite body spray, had a small label on it that read:
'Mama.'
