Unnatural Multiverse Book 5

Afternoon daydream

The school bell rang. I got out of the building with my backpack and my jacket. I couldn't believe that experience I had at the Herrera mansion. I couldn't believe that I along with my brother and sister had been inside a hospital. I wanted to know why we were shown these visions. Once we were all home after supper, I went to talk with my siblings. "I don't know about you Ruth and Houston, but I want to know why we were shown a room in a hospital." I began. We were talking after supper. "There is the fact that we had been told by a mysterious voice that we weren't supposed to know about it." Ruth commented. "Why were those hospital visions so important? It's not like there was anything important for us to know what goes on in those hospitals." Houston piped up. "I don't know either. But we shouldn't tell our parents this. Or tell them that we have been in the Herrera mansion." I advised.

I was in my room on my bed before we all had to take a bath. I tried to dream about that hospital room again. On how there could be the sound of a baby crying from inside the hospital room 36. It didn't seem to work. But I was dreaming about a hospital bed. I was trying to picture it without having leather restraints. I would be frightened about what the doctors and nurses would do to me if I was held down on one of those beds. "What the heck?!" My father yelled. I got up from bed. I went to see what was the matter. When I was at the living room, my mouth dropped open. There was a medical bed in the living room. This one didn't have any leather restraints on it. The pillow and the cover was set up perfectly on this bed. "How did this get here?" My mother queried. Houston and Ruth both ran to the living room. They couldn't believe what they were seeing. "How did it get here?" Houston demanded. "I don't know. That bed just came here like magic. I was talking with your mother about something and then this bed appeared out of nowhere." Dad opined. "This has never happened at our house before. The only time you would find one of these beds is when you go to the hospital. And nobody in this house is sick and nothing in their body is hurting." Mom pointed out. Then I remembered the dream. I think that it might have something to do with the hospital bed. I knew this sounded silly, but it seemed like the only explanation. I closed my eyes. Then I tried to imagine the living room as what it once was. Except the hospital bed is gone. Ruth and Houston thought that somebody might have been pulling a prank on them. They checked underneath the hospital bed. My siblings thought that the bed might have been taken apart and then put back together in our house. The siblings also suspected it might have been a prank.

Then they opened their mouths in shock. The hospital bed started to become transparent. Almost as if it were a ghost. The parents were surprised, but they might also be happy that the medical bed was going to be gone. The medical bed had disappeared within a few minutes. The entire family was shocked and surprised when they saw this. "I still don't get it. Why would a hospital bed appear and disappear in our living room like that?" Dad questioned. Nobody else in my family seemed to know except for me. I didn't want to tell my dad since he might think I was going crazy. After cleaning ourselves up after a few baths and showers, I went to sleep. A few seconds after I closed my eyes, I could hear a deep voice. "The truth won't be shown to you. If it were shown to you, then it would be worst discovery that you would ever make." The voice told me. I realized something. Maybe the truth might have been the times where Ruth, Houston, and I saw the families giving birth. I wonder why the person who the voice belonged to told us not to see those things. I don't know how the visions of the mothers giving birth in the hospital would be such a bad thing. Then I started to dream about something. This thing turned out to be an object. This object was a waffle maker. I watched as there was some kind of spray being applied to it. Then I could see a cup floating over the waffle iron. Almost as if it were about to pour something onto it. This batter had covered the entire bottom part of the waffle iron. The iron had closed itself up. The sound of food being cooked could be heard. I liked the idea of having a waffle iron in my house. Waffles could be made for breakfast whenever my family would want them. Then I dreamt of another item. This item was standing right next to my desk. Actually, this item was firmly attached to my desk. Almost as if there were screws and bolts holding the item in place. This was actually a pencil sharpener. I could picture myself using it to sharpen the pencils of everybody that was in the class with me. I felt pretty proud about that. "That's it Fred. Think of things that would make your life in the Southeast Territory better. Don't think of the truth. It will destroy everything that you will hold dear. This territory is your home. Everybody is happy here. The weather is perfect. There is no accidents, or big storms that happen in the territory. Ever." The mysterious deep voice explained to me. I felt that whoever this voice was, wants me to not focus on the mysterious hospital with the baby being born. I started to dream of another item. This item was floating right in front of me.