You wake up.
Where am I?
You look around, but you find that your neck is stiff.
Well that hurt.
Wait.
What's that?
Black lines and dots appear in a neat pattern in front of you, creating...
...words?
I guess it's a green screen of some sort.
...
Why does it look like a diary entry?
You try to look around again, but nothing - not even the words that are slowly appearing - is moving.
You read the supposed diary entry, trying to make sense of where you're in.
You can't help but suppress a gasp, though nothing came out of your mouth. In fact, there wasn't even a mouth.
I guess it's just me and my thoughts.
And then it hit you.
I'm in a diary.
YOU ARE READING
In A Doctor's Diary
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