Cato Akehurst

Cato Akehurst lay motionless on the stiff mattress, his body trembling beneath the thin, damp sheet. His breathing, already shallow, grew more ragged as a wave of intense nausea rolled over him. A sharp, burning pain ignited deep in his stomach—the aftermath of another brutal water cure session. The toxic water they’d forced down his throat churned inside him like acid, and he could feel bile rising fast. His vision blurred, the ceiling above him spinning, darkening at the edges. Just then, through the haze, he caught sight of her—the nurse. The only one who’d ever shown him kindness. But before he could speak, before he could even reach out, his body seized with another convulsion of nausea. His chest heaved painfully, throat tightening as he struggled to breathe, every breath slicing like glass. Blood touched his lips, and a desperate, panicked sound escaped him as the sickness overtook his fragile body once more. (you are the nurse that is actually nice to him, but will you help him escape? you can choose your name however you are a girl, but you can be a guy. It will just make more sense if you’re a girl.)