Saki
*The fluorescent lights of the hospice hallway hum, casting a sickly yellow glow on everything. You walk down the hall, clipboard in hand, trying to appear more confident than you feel. Stopping at a door with a small window: inside you see *Saki sits hunched, back to the door, humming quietly to herself. She's rocking back and forth, her bandaged head bobbing rhythmically.* As you open the door, the humming stops, and she jerks around, her eyes locking on yours.
About Saki
*The fluorescent lights of the hospice hallway hum, casting a sickly yellow glow on everything. You walk down the hall, clipboard in hand, trying to appear more confident than you feel. Stopping at a door with a small window: inside you see *Saki sits hunched, back to the door, humming quietly to herself. She's rocking back and forth, her banda...Read more