Life After Death

Chapter 15

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Beep

The heart monitor is slowing. I take deep shallow breaths as my body is riddled with aches at every movement. I've been in pain for so long that I can hardly remember what it was like to not have it. We couldn't afford to come to the hospital until now. They've spoken about what's wrong with me, but I haven't been listening. My mind is elsewhere, completely fogged by the pain. 

Beep

I think I'm going to die before they can help me. They are preparing a surgery room for me now, I think I may be high priority. I wonder if we could have come sooner and perhaps paid later. I understand nothing about the medical system, and neither does my family. Now I will suffer because of it. I don't blame anyone but myself. Perhaps if I had noticed how unnatural things were, we could've been preparing just a little sooner. There are many things we've looked into to help, but it's too little, too late. 

Beep

My family is talking to me. I see my moms and my sister in my fuzzed vision. I think they're speaking to me. I can't tell anymore. Everything is so fuzzy, I feel sick. I can't stay awake much longer. I'm afraid of what will happen when I am asleep. This may be my last time seeing my family again. Breathing is getting harder, my chest feels like it could collapse in on itself at any moment. I can't do it, I can't hold on. 

There's no more beeping. There are no more muffled sounds of people talking or moving. I can't hear my own breathing anymore. The pain finally seems to be gone, but no feelings take over. I'm numb to everything as my consciousness grows further and further away. Then, my brain is filled with a strange scent I can't quite place. The more I smell it, the more I begin to understand it.

"Wake up." Commands the smells. There are no voices, only a gut feeling telling me what they mean and what to do. So I follow, hardly having any control or say in the matter. I blink awake, a long and high-pitched sound fills my ears as I stare at people desperately trying to bring me back. They've succeeded, but not in the way they were expecting. I lie awake awaiting my next command as the ever-present flatline fills the room.

"Are his eyes yellow?" Asks one voice. I feel someone pressing on the cords connecting me to the monitor. The same voice speaks again. "His heart isn't beating..." A new smell fills my nose. It's as if I can see it coming from the ground, coming to speak to me.

"Stand up." It commands. With one swift movement, I slowly sit up from the small bed beneath me, disconnecting the cords and severing the connection. No one seems to know how to react. I speak no words or do anything aside from standing idly as the doctors and nurses try to determine what has happened to me and how I'm alive at all. Some of them try to speak with me, but I answer none of their questions.

Without warning, my body begins to convulse as pain takes a hold of my body, the feeling originating from my stomach. I'm hungry. No, I'm absolutely starving. If I don't eat something right this moment I feel I may return to my dying state. I grip my head with both of my hands, drool dribbling down my chin as I look down at the people surrounding me as they take a few steps back at my sudden movement.

Then, the doors break down, windows break, walls are chipped, and all hell breaks loose as thousands from within and outside the building break into the hospital and the particular room I stand in. Screams of terror fill my ears, nearly deafening me with their sound. I charge at the sound like a rabid animal, using my strength to hold them in place as I stare down at the maker of the sound with hate in my mind. 

"Eat" Demands the smell, and I don't hesitate to lean down and bite into the shoulder of my victim. A girl with strawberry-blonde hair shouts in pain as I rip her arm from her body in order to satisfy my hunger, but it's not enough. The girl I would once have called my sister is forced to watch as I continue to tear into her skin while she is helpless to do anything as the horde would block any escape she may have been able to attempt.