The creepy man in a wheelchair

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I woke up with a horrible headache, I looked around, Mia In a chair sleeping and totally awkward if someone took a pic. I had this dress on, you know that horrible hospital dress. The room were a little small but big enough. The walls were blue, and had one long window at the right side of my bed. The bed stood pretty much in the middle. Two chairs at the left side and Mia all over them.

There was a mirror at the other side of the room, right above my bed. I looked at myself. Everything were normal but my eyes. They were completely white. But that black part were still there tough.

My wavy hair stands out in all directions. My hair is so weird because some places it's blond, but other places it's dark brown. But when I brush it it's not normal this big.

I looked over to Mia that was still a sleep. She have done something with her hair it's not so long anymore. Before it reached her elbows but now it to her shoulders, but still brown.

Her purse was on the floor by her chair and she always has a brush with her. I walked slowly towards her and reached for the purse. I found the brush very easy, It were at the top. Witch means she recently used it.

When I stood back up and with the brush in my hand, I felt this wave of sounds and feelings. I heard walking and people talking. I felt tired and out of power. I grabbed the left end of the bed. And breathed heavy. I didn't want to move at all. I just stood there breathing and holding a very blue brush. I probable stood like this for two minutes, and that's way too long. I let go of the bed and turned to the mirror, and started to brush my hair.

After fifteen minutes or so, someone came in to my room. It was a man in a wheelchair, short dark hair and glasses, and also dark clothes. He is smiling at me. He takes a look over at Mia and back to me. I got this stay away from him feeling.

''Miss. Knock please sit down so we can talk'' he said and stretched his arm toward the bed. I walked to the bad and sat on the side with the widows. I can hear him breathing, Mia to. My hands got warmer, but only the palms.

''My name is Dr. Harrison Wells and I work at S.T.A.R. Labs. Maybe you have heard of it. Or me for that sake.''

I nodded and looked straight in his eyes. Something told me that I can talk to the guy.

''I have heard of both'' I said silent and trying to cool down my palms.

''Well that's good now tell me what happened with you that night?''

I told him what I remembered: beach, water, explosion and bla bla bla.

''And your eyes?what happened with them.'' I totally forgot how my eyes looked.

''I'm not sure'' i said silent.

He nodded and smiled

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