He opened his eyes suddenly, his delicate face was covered with sweat, and his originally clear eyes were now covered with bloodshot eyes. His pale thin lips were slightly open and he was panting violently and still mumbling to himself, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare...
Slowly, as if he had recovered and discovered something, the strange yet familiar room, the comfortable round bed beneath him, the huge floor-to-ceiling windows that were not completely blocked by the curtains, the star map shining dimly on the ceiling and the dazzling exquisite wheelchair beside the bed...
As if thinking of something, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down, slowly lay down, closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep again...