Tight Pressure

"J-jack, I cannot breath--" She wheezed, attempting to talk.

"No...no..NO" He muffled, his face covered with a gas mask. "Maria, we're going to stay together okay?" He said.

It was dark. The only thing illuminating the dark tight area was the blazing fire. It was behind that door. They were on their fours.

Jack seemed upset, and looked for something.

"Maria?" He called out, checking if she was conscious. Maria coughed, and did a thumbs up. Jack took off his lab coat and covered Maria's nose.

"...Jack?" She spoke to him, rather, sickly.

"What is it?"

"It's too late." She said, stuttering, "We're...doomed, the poison has already settled in-" She coughed loudly, blood began to spill across the wooden floor. "In--my throat."

Jack paused, muttering.

"..Maria, it's not too late." He said, staring at the door.

"Jack?"

He opened the door and rushed, he closed his eyes tightly, but he held Maria even tighter. "F███!" Jack cursed.

The alarm rang for a long time. People crowded and were coughing outside the building. He raised his hands before collapsing outside, onto the soft wet blades of grass.

A: 1
He woke up in a hospital bed.

"Where the....f███ am I..?" He cursed to himself. "..Ah, thank god, you're finally awake." He stared at the woman who cowered over his bed.

"Who are you?" He asked, "And...where is Maria?"

"Maria?" The woman asked, "I'm Delilah. You're not going anywhere."

"But-"

"You have to stay. The poison's disappearing already." She said, sitting back down onto the comfy chair.

"F███kkkkkkk, I'm getting fired." He said, groaning loudly.

"Calm down. You're in the infirmary." She said, adjusting her glasses. "Nobody's gonna learn about that."

Jack mouthed an "Oh thank God." before checking out the place.

[A] Picture

[B] Bookshelf

[C] Delilah

[D] Bed

PICTURE
Jack stared at the picture, it was a picture of a rose. Jack saw that image all the time, he had always been subjected to the same room whenever he's injured, somehow. The image made him feel a bit better, too.

BOOKSHELF
Jack stared at the bookshelf. He sat up, taking a good look at the books. He managed to make out a few books that atleast seemed interesting to him.

"Rising Heroes, Rise of the Elements by Abbykurle" Interesting, he thought.

"The Goat Myth by Forgotten-Midgar" Sounds suspense.

The rest were confusing names, so he laid back down onto his hospital bed.

DELILAH
Jack looked at Delilah. Delilah wore huge cat eye glasses in vibrant red. Her clothing was tight, a black top, a dark red skirt, dark brown leggings and vibrant red heels. Her hair was neat and tied it into a ponytail.

"What are you looking at?" Delilah asked him, putting away the notebook. "I don't know. I'm bored." He replied. "You know, you could read a book." She said.

"Maybe."

BED
Jack starred at the bed. Just your plain ol' hospital bed. Comfy, too.