The Beacon in the Night (слэш)

Stiles wandered down the hospital corridor. He saw how Melissa and all the remaining doctors and nurses were running themselves ragged. He saw how there were still a few corridors out of order, flickering lights and doors kicked open, showing signs of desperate attempts at running away. And, even if no one remembered the face of their attacker, they subconsciously recognised his gait and stepped way, making space for him to walk past them like a shadow.
All because of him. It was all because of him.
(He was so guilty. He was so hungry.)