Running Red

[Keller]

When it became clear that he was being taken to an infirmary, Keller finally just let himself turn limp and drift into quite possibly the briefest nap. When he managed to throw his eyes back open he wasn't quite sure what to expect. But he'd been laid out on a somewhat clean bed after having been given a healthy dose of painkillers and a dizzying assortment of drugs that the crackpot medical staff used to keep combat pilots relatively alive. He pulled himself up into a seated position and noticed that the room was empty, at least for now. But there was an audible thump of approaching footsteps just outside the closed door to this ward. He was instinctively tense upon hearing it and held his anxiety at bay for the moment, at least until visual confirmation of who it might be.