Post by Lau-Sama on May 30, 2010 22:13:14 GMT -5
Cold..
I feel cold...
All around...... so cold...
I'm in a dark place, I hear a noise. A beat, throbbing loudly. My heart? It's pounding loudly in my ears...
My head hurts.. My skin feels wet, smells like blood. Every passing moment in this place is agony. I move, and so does the rest of my surrounding. It makes sounds..
slosh... slosh...
And suddenly...
I wake.
With complete unease. My eyes are open wide, and I'm breathing hard. I find myself in a bath tub, it's filled so much my body is almost completely submerged, my head is the only thing that breaks the surface. The room is dimly lit, the light bulb keeps flickering, I can hear the electricity buzzing through the socket and the thin wires within the bulb. I can see water is dark and clouded with filth, and as I move it spills over the edge of the tub. Sloshing back and fourth, splashing on the floor. It's cold.
Makes me feel sick….
Slowly, I rise from the tub. Careful with my footing as I step out of the cold water, and onto the wet tiled floor. Being as sure as I could with my weary legs to keep my balance. I move my naked body across the bathroom, not bothering to drain the water from the tub. And as I head over to the filthy mirror, I see a face that stares directly back at me. A dark skinned male with bright blue eyes, his black hair is sopping wet and dripping along his face. At first, I'm surprised, almost frightened. I do not recognize this man.
But slowly... I realize, this man in the mirror, is me.
This is my reflection.
The man's… My blue eyes, seem to glow in this dull room. They look cold, luminescent. With both hands, I rub my face free of the dirty water, I feel a puddle collecting at my feet from my dripping body. All I try to do at this moment is remember.
Remember...
Try as hard as I may, my mind is entirely blank….
I don't know where I am, or how I got here....
…I can't even remember my own name….
Who am I?...
What happened to me...
I try desperately hard to remember something...
Anything.
But nothing's there..
I search, and I search, and I search...
Like looking through a file cabinet and finding all the folders empty. There is absolutely nothing...
...Nothing.....
I lean against the sink, panting. This is hurting my head. Searching into my vast, empty mind. My ears are ringing, it's hopeless. I can't remember a single thing, not even my own age, my own ethnicity... Not even my name. I stay hunched over the skin for a long time.
I look down at my hands, and I notice.... My skin is dirty...
...D i r t y...
So... dis..gus..ting.......
Desperate to rub the filth away from my body, I began to look around my surroundings. The sink wouldn't work, and the water in the tub would only get me more dirty. Finally, I find a cabinet under the sink, and open it up. I find a few clean white towels. Relieved, I use one to dry off my body.
The grime comes off rather easily, I'm pleased with this. I drop the towel on the floor after I'm dry, to soak up the water that had spilled from the tub. And I continue my search in the cabinet. I find a hospital robe.. And a pair of scrub bottoms. The kind doctors wear when they preform surgery. (What is this doing here?...)
It will have to do.
I put the clothes on, and turn my head to the right.
There's a door.......... I gulp loudly.
I become so familiar with the wash room, that I become afraid of what could be on the other side of that door. Fear builds up within me, and envelops my mind. I feel my body shake. I feel a sense of agoraphobia. Because this room, is so small and comforting. I know my surroundings, but I don't know anything else. The inside of me feels cold, shivering, I swallow hard, and inch closer to the door.
I stare ahead for a long time, beyond this barrier of what I come to recognize, was something completely different. The obvious assumption would be that it led to a hall way, or maybe another room.
But this was a case of Schroedinger's cat. I wouldn't know until I checked it out.
And simply not knowing, terrified me...
If I stay in here forever, I will surely die..
I take a deep breath and put my hand on the gold painted door knob. And slowly, I push it open.......
As I swing the door open, it creeks noisily.
And.... The other side.....
Dark..
The fear in me only swells. I step back, to avoid the darkness from pulling me in by the ankles. The dim light from the wash room filled only a small patch of the floor on the other side. Tiled, dirty floor.. It looked like it was once white, but now was a sort of sickly gray.
It looks like a hole.....Deep, vast, and pitch black...
..I'm scared..
But I have to go on. I can't stay in this little room forever.. I have to.....
I reach my hand around the door frame, and feel the wall. I'm relieved, but only a small amount. Holding my breath, I slowly proceed forward. Into the darkness, holding on to the wall with both hands, so desperately for it's support. I face the wall the entire time, holding my breath still....
The wall feels strange under my hands. There's an odd scent lingering in this place, show how.. It feels nostalgic. What kind of place am I in?
I let go of my breath, the sound of my own gasping almost frightened me. I just realized how silent it is here. There are no sounds at all, just me gasping in the dark.When I look back, I can see the bit of light still flickering from the wash room.
But that is the only thing I can see. If anything else had been in the room with me it had been swallowed up by the blackness. Breathing hard, I continue to slide along the wall. Watching as I moved further and further away from my only source of light, moving deeper into the darkness.
My hand brushes over something that felt different from the wall.
"Aahh!"
It surprises me, but I hold on.
Is this... Is this....A light switch!
My fingers desperately, and quickly flick it upward.
The dark room suddenly fills with light, forcing me to squeeze my eyes shut. Slowly adjusting to the light, I open my eyes again. Still with my body pressed against the wall, I turn my head, to look over my shoulder.
Wh...What is this?
A long hall way stretches both ways, I seem to be in the middle.
The doors along the sides are numbered.
I must be in a hospital.
I feel cold...
All around...... so cold...
I'm in a dark place, I hear a noise. A beat, throbbing loudly. My heart? It's pounding loudly in my ears...
My head hurts.. My skin feels wet, smells like blood. Every passing moment in this place is agony. I move, and so does the rest of my surrounding. It makes sounds..
slosh... slosh...
And suddenly...
I wake.
With complete unease. My eyes are open wide, and I'm breathing hard. I find myself in a bath tub, it's filled so much my body is almost completely submerged, my head is the only thing that breaks the surface. The room is dimly lit, the light bulb keeps flickering, I can hear the electricity buzzing through the socket and the thin wires within the bulb. I can see water is dark and clouded with filth, and as I move it spills over the edge of the tub. Sloshing back and fourth, splashing on the floor. It's cold.
Makes me feel sick….
Slowly, I rise from the tub. Careful with my footing as I step out of the cold water, and onto the wet tiled floor. Being as sure as I could with my weary legs to keep my balance. I move my naked body across the bathroom, not bothering to drain the water from the tub. And as I head over to the filthy mirror, I see a face that stares directly back at me. A dark skinned male with bright blue eyes, his black hair is sopping wet and dripping along his face. At first, I'm surprised, almost frightened. I do not recognize this man.
But slowly... I realize, this man in the mirror, is me.
This is my reflection.
The man's… My blue eyes, seem to glow in this dull room. They look cold, luminescent. With both hands, I rub my face free of the dirty water, I feel a puddle collecting at my feet from my dripping body. All I try to do at this moment is remember.
Remember...
Try as hard as I may, my mind is entirely blank….
I don't know where I am, or how I got here....
…I can't even remember my own name….
Who am I?...
What happened to me...
I try desperately hard to remember something...
Anything.
But nothing's there..
I search, and I search, and I search...
Like looking through a file cabinet and finding all the folders empty. There is absolutely nothing...
...Nothing.....
I lean against the sink, panting. This is hurting my head. Searching into my vast, empty mind. My ears are ringing, it's hopeless. I can't remember a single thing, not even my own age, my own ethnicity... Not even my name. I stay hunched over the skin for a long time.
I look down at my hands, and I notice.... My skin is dirty...
...D i r t y...
So... dis..gus..ting.......
Desperate to rub the filth away from my body, I began to look around my surroundings. The sink wouldn't work, and the water in the tub would only get me more dirty. Finally, I find a cabinet under the sink, and open it up. I find a few clean white towels. Relieved, I use one to dry off my body.
The grime comes off rather easily, I'm pleased with this. I drop the towel on the floor after I'm dry, to soak up the water that had spilled from the tub. And I continue my search in the cabinet. I find a hospital robe.. And a pair of scrub bottoms. The kind doctors wear when they preform surgery. (What is this doing here?...)
It will have to do.
I put the clothes on, and turn my head to the right.
There's a door.......... I gulp loudly.
I become so familiar with the wash room, that I become afraid of what could be on the other side of that door. Fear builds up within me, and envelops my mind. I feel my body shake. I feel a sense of agoraphobia. Because this room, is so small and comforting. I know my surroundings, but I don't know anything else. The inside of me feels cold, shivering, I swallow hard, and inch closer to the door.
I stare ahead for a long time, beyond this barrier of what I come to recognize, was something completely different. The obvious assumption would be that it led to a hall way, or maybe another room.
But this was a case of Schroedinger's cat. I wouldn't know until I checked it out.
And simply not knowing, terrified me...
If I stay in here forever, I will surely die..
I take a deep breath and put my hand on the gold painted door knob. And slowly, I push it open.......
As I swing the door open, it creeks noisily.
And.... The other side.....
Dark..
The fear in me only swells. I step back, to avoid the darkness from pulling me in by the ankles. The dim light from the wash room filled only a small patch of the floor on the other side. Tiled, dirty floor.. It looked like it was once white, but now was a sort of sickly gray.
It looks like a hole.....Deep, vast, and pitch black...
..I'm scared..
But I have to go on. I can't stay in this little room forever.. I have to.....
I reach my hand around the door frame, and feel the wall. I'm relieved, but only a small amount. Holding my breath, I slowly proceed forward. Into the darkness, holding on to the wall with both hands, so desperately for it's support. I face the wall the entire time, holding my breath still....
The wall feels strange under my hands. There's an odd scent lingering in this place, show how.. It feels nostalgic. What kind of place am I in?
I let go of my breath, the sound of my own gasping almost frightened me. I just realized how silent it is here. There are no sounds at all, just me gasping in the dark.When I look back, I can see the bit of light still flickering from the wash room.
But that is the only thing I can see. If anything else had been in the room with me it had been swallowed up by the blackness. Breathing hard, I continue to slide along the wall. Watching as I moved further and further away from my only source of light, moving deeper into the darkness.
My hand brushes over something that felt different from the wall.
"Aahh!"
It surprises me, but I hold on.
Is this... Is this....A light switch!
My fingers desperately, and quickly flick it upward.
The dark room suddenly fills with light, forcing me to squeeze my eyes shut. Slowly adjusting to the light, I open my eyes again. Still with my body pressed against the wall, I turn my head, to look over my shoulder.
Wh...What is this?
A long hall way stretches both ways, I seem to be in the middle.
The doors along the sides are numbered.
I must be in a hospital.