Summer's eyes opened slowly, stuttering to the blinding light before her. The only sound that could be heard was a repetitive monotone beeping sound. And as the light adjusted slightly, she became aware of a figure several meters away. Squinting hard, she attempted focusing on whom they might be.
The figure drew his hand out towards her, placing his cold hand on hers. The figure smiled.
"I'm glad you're okay. I was worried." The voice sounded familiar, but much more breathier than she remembered. Using her hands as support, she lifted herself up and sat up on the hard ground properly against a wall. Summer widened her eyes, looking at the boy.
"Who are you?"
The boy looked her in confusion.
"Don't be stupid, you know who I am, Winter." Summer scratched her forehead, pixelating her vision and distorting her ability to acknowledge. His dark hair was illuminated by a ray of sunlight through a small concealed window, revealing a red tinge.
"Its me, Jack."
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The Day I Met Merridew
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