Dream Killer
Killer of Dreams
Avery had stood there, listening to the story he loved so much... But he was ripped out of his nostalgia by Keon coughing up blood, "Oh shit, this again..." He said, as he helped Keon stand up, "We need to get him to his bed. Now. Can you get his other arm?" He asked, as he slung Keon's arm over his shoulder