Larsson

"Eurrghhh…"

Larsson opened his eyes, and nothing changed.

"Shhhh… don't worry, the room's dark because your eyes are light-sensitive right now," said a soft female voice, "it's OK – you're in hospital, you're sick, but we're looking after you."

"Wha – happened?"

"Wait – I'll get you some water."

A straw touched Larsson's lips, and he sucked on it. The water was cool, and his mouth, he realised, had been very dry.

"Better?"

"Yes… thank you."

"You collapsed at work, do you remember? Then you came here, an