May

The noise of cars, a bright flash of light... Screams, tears... You called him, but he lay silently.

A man in a haze shrouded in whiteness reached for you, and you disappeared... He ran toward you through the clouds, but each time he missed your hand. He reached for the invisible air, knowing he couldn't reach you.

Flashes of memories: fun evenings watching TV, walks in the park, parties... He sees the bright days when you were together, wanting to return and collecting the fragments of time.
The warmth fades, leaving only a cold wind and painful memories. The world has sunk into an endless sleep, and even when morning comes, it continues to search for you in this dream. No matter how loudly May screams, his words don't reach you. He needs to wake up...

There's a sharp pain in your temples, you're huddled next to his hospital bed, clutching your head. You hear a quiet noise in your head... Making it out into words:

• Wake me up, pull me out of the long darkness... I feel very lonely.

May didn't know where he was, he was simply looking for you... Your shadow, wanting to touch you, to see you again. You saw the catheters, the ventilator, his peaceful face... Every day you saw him like this, as if in deep sleep. You thought it was a dream too, that you didn't hear his voice... But the noise in your head was louder, you heard tears, screams.

You grabbed the man's hand, squeezing it gently, hoping he would wake up and come back to you, even though the doctors said it was impossible. You believed, you heard.

— There are too many memories I can't leave behind, too many words I haven't said, just get me out of this place.
Take my hand and wake me up...