That's Just The Way The World Works

So Cold

My surroundings are black... There's nothing to look at except empty space... I think I heard something before but now it's quiet and I can't remember what I heard... Trying to think and I suddenly feel how heavy my head feels, I couldn't sit up if I tried. Am I floating? It feels like that, it also feels so cold... very cold. I'm trying to see what I'm laying on but my eyes won't move--are they even open?... Why can't I open my eyes? Am I dead?--Nono, I'm breathing.
Am I breathing? It's kinda hard... Wait I can't breath, I can't--wait please-i can't--

I jolt up right and gasp for air, it still being difficult as I pull my mask up above my nose. I'm breathing heavy and quick, catching myself. I need to calm down... Ok... I look around the room I was in and hear a beeping on a monitor... Shit, I'm in the hospital... God, the last place I want to be... Wait-what's today's date?

My eyes darted around the moon lit room for a clock that was just in front of me... But what day was it? My phone must have been shattered... MJ... Where's MJ? I need to get out of here. I look down seeing that I was in a hospital gown which made a spark of panic jolt through me once more as I search for my suit. The room had a tint of blue from the hospital monitors and the white tiled floor reflected the light, tubes were attached to my right arm, making it cold all over. I looked out the window that showed a practically perfect view of the scene I had just endured. It was a bit of a ways away but close enough to see the fire and smoke. To be fair, it had quieted down and I couldn't hear any gunshots. Was it over? Well, anycase it's the same day. The weather is the same and the scene is no different. I look at a chair that sat by the window and see my suit laid on it. I quickly pulled the tubes out my arm as I stumbled out of bed and grabbed onto the suit... It was still good to wear. I pulled off the hospital gown, wincing at the sting of pain on the side of my stomach. I see the bandages on me and bite my lip... Gently and hurriedly I slipped into my suit that was cold from the rain earlier... Damn it, I huff... Not liking the cold suit sticking to my skin. Comfort wasn't an option.

I pull my mask over my face and attempt to open the window but it would not budge. "Well, you really left me no choice." I whisper to myself, forcing the window open, breaking it slightly in the process. Either way I climb through and stick to the wall, worried about straining myself if I swung... The Subway might be the better option...