Beyond Healing

I was still wearing Nyssa's blood. It had dried into a stiff, dark brown crust on my clothes, and the metallic scent of it clung to my skin like a curse. It had only been thirty minutes, but every second felt like a decade spent standing on the edge of a cliff, waiting to fall. The doctors were running tests behind those heavy doors, and their muffled voices only made the silence in the hallway fe