Victim: Kael Aspen

Age: Twenty six

Assault weapon: A weirdly crested dagger

Suspect: Not found.

*KAEL*

A flash of metal and silver whips past me or at least that what I seem to remember — A weirdly crested dagger.

Beep. Beep.

The continuous monitor sounds are deafening, messing with my brain. The smell of healing magic in the room duels with the natural smell of antiseptic. I am in an hospital. Footsteps draw closer, the door does not open but whoever it is stands by the closed door.

"Is he awake yet?" It looks like there are two people at the door, and the first voice sounds weirdly familiar, but...