The biggest hypocrites I've ever seen

Raven felt helpless against the relentless presence of his tormentors, their voices demanding, "Give it back! Return what belongs to us!"

He laughed, his laughter echoing in the room.

The nurse drawing his blood looked visibly confused and startled. Her eyes stayed on Raven, trying to comprehend what was going on.

Raven, still laughing, seemed lost in the whirlpool of memories that replayed over and over in his mind, creating a stark contrast in the sterile examination room.

No one else could see them, only Raven. Standing before him were all his former swimming teammates, their faces pale, lips dry, eyes vacant, and bodies drenched in blood.

They always approached Raven, every detail of their appearance forever locked in the state they were in during that tragic accident.

The once lively faces were now frozen in expressions of emptiness. Blood streamed down their bodies, leaving open wounds that could not be hidden.