The world around you was pitch black...in fact you couldn't even feel your body...you were just...here...wherever here was...
Suddenly a voice erupted from the darkness. "Ahhhh! Finally someone let me out of my cage!" The voice was strangely not unlike your own, except there was a hint that it was a little bit deeper, a little bit older sounding, a little bit more...bolder.
"Who?" you think but don't actually say...Somehow this person has read your thoughts as it answered back.
"Who...More like what. Don't worry about me. Let's talk about you...which I guess is also me." The voice gave a short snarky laugh before continuing. Let me explain, I'm the part of you that's you've been keeping contained, your i.d, libido, whatever you want to call me. The fact is that you're dead.
"What! No!" you think in a panic, an emotion of sadness taking you over. "I had so much left to say, so much to do..."
"Oh, right right." said the voice dismissively. "Game night, slumber parties? That's girly stuff man! You know where that gets you? A one way ticket to the "he's nice but he's just a friend zone" Now your dead and haven't gotten to do what you wanted...what you really wanted. Don't worry though I'll take care of everything and make sure they don't end up slapping a bra and panties on you.
Wait...I thought you said I was dead! you think.
"Oh, right I forgot to mention that I'm also in charge of your lying....Reeeeeebbbbboooorrrrn! Deathperate bullet!" shouts the voice so loud it hurts. "Just kidding. I'll be seeing you soon though C.J. Or is it Charity? Another dark laugh and suddenly your eyes were open.
Hovering straight above you was the familiar sterile florescent light of the nurse's office. You sat up realizing that you had been moved from the cafeteria kitchen to the back room of the Nurses office. Of course you were familiar with this room, having been sent here for a multitude of reasons before; none however were quite as severe as the accident that had happened to you today. At least you hoped it was today...there was no way of knowing how long you were out.
Nurse Young must have heard your rustling as she was soon in the room. "Feeling better? You had quite an injury" she asks approaching your bedside.
"Yeah thanks..." you say propping yourself up on your arms. "I had...I had weird dream...I can't remember it but...Ooooow" a sharp headache pierced your skull.
"Oh a headache. Well that's to be expected..." said nurse Young large stomach and breasts bouncing their way closer to you. "You took quite the knock to your noggin." she notes retrieving a small flashlight from her skintight nurses outfit. Shining the light into your eyes she asks..."How many lights do you see?"
"Two?" you say honestly, you had taken this "test" every time you'd woken up in her office but this was the first time you were feeling rather woozy.
Nurse Young gave a noise, not a word, just a noise sounding like that you'd given the wrong answer. "Hmmm, well you have been out for ten minutes. Please, close your eyes and try again..."
You did so, and this time the world seemed a lot clearer. "One." you say feeling as if you'd just cheated on a test.
"Okay, well you have some minor double vision....no sign of a concussion though so that's good. Just a second..." She disappeared behind your sectioned off curtained area (well disappeared as well as a woman her size could) and returned handing you two aspirin and a glass of water. "I'm suggesting you should head straight back to your room and rest for the day. I'll write you a sick note for today, but come back and see me first thing tomorrow for a check up okay?"
"Alright." you say as you swallowed the aspirin and began to drink the crisp refreshing water. The water was cool and felt good on your dry throat.
"Of course you could stay here and watch F.B.I. M.D. It's a soap opera about a secret agent who has to juggle spy missions while working a hectic shift at a hospital." said Nurse Young hands clasped together waiting on your answer.
"Ummm, no thanks..." you decline as you climb out of the hospital bed and make for the door. "Thanks for taking care of me though nurse young..see you tomorrow."
As you traversed the campus the cool wind whipped about your head, a slight sting reminding you of where your skin must have been cut by glass. You were following Nurse's orders and were indeed heading straight back to your room for some rest when you saw...
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