I'd been lying on my bed for what felt like hours when I heard the knock on my door.
"Go away," I called out.
"It's me."
Elon.
I sat up slowly and walked to the door, unlocking it. My brother slipped inside and closed it behind him.
We didn't speak for a moment. Elon dropped into the beanie in the room, scrolling through his phone while I just fell back to my bed staring at the ceiling. Occasionally, my gaze will dart towards Elon but it was difficult to know anything.
His face was blank but I could see the tension in his shoulders.
"So," I inhaled deeply, "What happened yesterday? I don't remember how I got here."
Elon looked up from his phone for a moment, shrugged and went back to it. "You came home in the PJ looking almost ea. The healers tried to keep you alive through the worst of the night but suddenly, you transformed into your raze and they had a difficult time trying to control it."
My stomach dropped. "Tried?"
