John

Lololoshka saw blackness. So... dark. He couldn't see anything. He heard distant cries for help from various people, frightened voices... Ashhold. The city that Lololoshka and his friends tried to save, and how the infected attacked it, killing and converting everyone like them. That's what Lololoshka heard. A dragon... A dragon infected with skint. It was so huge and terrifying. Lololoshka doesn't remember the moment when he was seriously wounded and lost consciousness. But now, his eyes were slightly drooping, everything was spinning and his head was aching. Everything was swimming before his eyes. He remembered almost nothing except short fragments, but his memory was already slowly returning. He couldn't focus his vision right away, but when he did, Lololoshka propped himself up on his elbows and then sat up with a painful groan. He glanced around, noticing that he was in his own home, in his own dream dimension, where there were floating islands for each person living there, or rather, his friends, whom he himself had voluntarily invited here. His dream dimension was literally the only safe place. Since Lololoshka had built the house himself, this semblance of a home had no roof, no windows, no doors. Just chests and one room. Lololoshka looked around, and then saw... John? His eyes widened in confusion and surprise when he saw his alter ego. Lololoshka had been lying on the floor this whole time, on some kind of mattress with a pillow. But he hadn't complained. And now, sitting on this mattress, he saw... John. John looked... It was awful to be honest. He sat not far from Lololoshka, his arms crossed over his stomach and his knees pulled up slightly closer to his chest, his back leaning against one of the walls. He slept quietly, looking terribly tired. His usual orange glasses, hiding his eyes, were missing. So Lololoshka could clearly see the dark circles under his eyes on his overly pale and thin face. Could it be that John, who is usually cold to everyone and would never show that he cares about anyone, was here next to him all this time?

• Hey..John?..

Lololoshka called hesitantly.