"Hey Dave, is he awake?"
"Yeah man I think he is."
My eyes shot open as I sat up and saw Dave and a friend of his looking at me. "Oh hey man yeah when you were taking a nap after looking for my bro you felt kinda sick." I took a nap? Really? "Aha...t...thanks for keeping an eye on me then." They helped me get out of bed and John smiled at me. They took me to a room where Dirk was. "Hey English." Dirk said as he smiled and hugged me. I hugged him back and Dave and John left smiling. Why was everyone smiling? My breathing was heavy and I had trouble hearing a bit. My heart pounded and it felt like I had butterflies in my stomach. What was going on? Then everything went black for a moment.
Where am I? Where am I? The words echoed in my head as the darkness stood silent. Then my vision got blurry all of a sudden. I was holding a gun just as I saw a person in front of me. "T... trigger..the gun..." a voice said behind me. I couldn't move. By body wouldn't budge. My finger pulled the trigger just as I saw who it was. It was Dirk. "Thank you Jake" he smiled.
My eyes widened as I was in bed again but this time I was in the hospital. "Jake? Jake, are you okay?" Dirk said to me. The doctors came in and sadly smiled. Huh? Dirk went out and the doctor said to me, "I'm so sorry Mr.English you...are diagnosed with adenocarcinoma.." No. No way. I was diagnosed with a lung cancer?! The doctor went out as I cried. This couldn't be happening. Please. The voice was in my head. "Thank you Jake.."
