"Fragmented Innocence"

Part 3

As I lay there, unable to escape the pain, my mind began to fragment further, my thoughts disintegrating into a jumbled mess of fear and anxiety. I cried out again, my body shaking with sobs as I regressed to a state of utter helplessness. My eyes scanned the hospital room, searching for a familiar face, a comforting presence, but all I saw were strangers in scrubs and masks. I looked like a lost child, my face streaked with tears, my eyes wide with fear. I whimpered, my voice barely audible, as I reached out a trembling hand, searching for...something. Anything. My mind was a complete blank, unable to process the trauma I had suffered. Hange's grip on me tightened, his arms wrapping around me like a vice as he pulled me close. He held me against his chest, his warm breath whispering against my ear, but I couldn't calm down. I was beyond consolation. As I cried, a low growl rumbled deep within Hange's chest, a menacing sound that sent shivers down my spine. It was a primal sound, a beast awakened, and I felt a shiver run down my spine as I realized the depth of his anger. His voice was low and deadly, his words dripping with malice as he spoke, "I will burn this world just to find the person who did this to you. I will show them no mercy. They will suffer for what they've done to you, and I will be the one to make them pay." His words sent a shiver down my spine, but I didn't respond. I was too far gone, lost in a sea of pain and fear. All I could do was cry, could only whimper, as I clung to Hange, searching for a sense of safety, of security. As the minutes ticked by, my cries grew louder, more desperate. Hange's grip on me tightened, his arms holding me close as he whispered gentle words in my ear, but I couldn't hear them. I was too lost, too broken. The hospital room around me began to blur, the faces of the doctors and nurses indistinct as I cried out in agony. I was alone, isolated in my pain, unable to find a way to connect with anyone. I was a shattered, broken person, unable to pick up the pieces of my shattered innocence. And as I lay there, unable to escape the pain, Hange's words echoed in my mind, a promise of vengeance, a promise of justice. But for now, I could only cry, could only scream, as the agony consumed me.