Reality (2)

The gaunt figure of his past self was laying silently on the hospital bed, a feeding tube inserted through his nose. There was an IV and various other bits of equipment on his body, painting a grim sight.

Ken tried to close his eyes, but for some reason he could not. In fact, he was dragged closer to the comatose version of himself, not even allowing him to look away from the sight.

"This is you… Well, us I guess." The figure said, his tone lacking the madness from earlier. "After you overdosed, you entered a coma. If it wasn't for your best friend finding you that night, you would have died."

"Best friend? You mean Daichi?" Ken muttered in disbelief.

The night that he had overdosed, Daichi had won the NPB Championship with the Hanshin Tigers. Why would he have come to see Ken? Especially when all he'd done was push him away ever since getting injured back then.