Neil's POV:
I feel weak... my eye lids are heavy, my limbs feel nearly completely numb. My brain feels like mush. I don't need to open my eyes to know that there is a bright light in the room that I am in. I feel the bed under me. It is just as uncomfortable as the one at Welton academy. I feel a hand in mine. Probably Todd... I map the scene in my mush mind. Todd and I are in our dorm he is holding my hand. I am finally able to open my eyes and see that it is not Todd. It is my mother. I can't exactly see her clearly, the lights are giving me a head ache and my eyes aren't working properly. Nothing is working properly. I feel a tube in my throat and a feeding tube in my nose. I could only manage a small grunt. My mother looks up. I hear her sniff. My vision tries to focus. Working for a second then quickly unfocused. "Neil, you're awake." My eye lids close as they get too heavy. I feel myself slipping away.
I wake up once more, this time it was a little easier. My vision was still on the fritz but I could make out more things than just a single blob of colour. There is once again someone holding my hand. I expect it to be my mother but then I see a colour of blonde mixed with some pink. I see blobs of fingers fiddling with the blankets. "Todd Nervous". I slowly move my hand to Todd's. He jumps about ten feet in the air. "Neil!" He yells, a bit too loud for my recovering brain. "Your mom got the nurses to let me in." I nod slowly. Words could not be formed. How badly had I damaged myself...
A few months go by and I had discovered that I will need to re learn how to do things like walk, talk, write and read. Todd has been able to visit me and I had been able to answer yes or no questions. I had so many questions to ask. Like how the others were doing. But I couldn't. "Oh um I made you something..." he reaches into his bag and pulls out a hand crocheted blanket. "It says Dead Poets Society." He traces each letter with his finger. He reaches back into his bag and pulls out his stuffed bear. Treddy. He hands it to me. "So you don't get scared." He returns to the bag. He pulls out a card. "I'll read it to you." I nod. "This card is signed by... Todd Anderson, Knox Overstreet, Chris Noel, Spaz, Nuwanda, Mr. Keating, Pitss, Meeks, Hopkins and Ham." Neil had never heard of Ham before... Chris knew about what happened? We're she and Knox dating?
