Monsterized

Chapter 3

Writer's POV
Welcome, readers, to chapter three. Today, I am speaking instead of Narrator, as she is taking a break due to her anger towards me for what happened in Chapter Two. She may return to narrating later on. Since I am not skilled in narration, today's chapter will be from Jean's point of view and I hope you still enjoy this chapter. I will sort things out with our narrator, but please let me know if you would like a new one as a backup. I don't wish to replace her, but having a backup plan never hurts. Enjoy🥰!

Jean's POV
Hospital rooms are often associated with the constant beeping of machines and a sense of emptiness, almost like a graveyard. However, they are also known for the eerie silence that engulfs the space when one is alone. This silence is so profound that even the deceased would be astounded. It's not a place where most people would willingly choose to be, and yet, here I am, waking up to the chilling absence of sound.

As I glance around the room, all I can see is an overwhelming whiteness, punctuated by the bustling machines emitting loud beeps. And then there's the hospital gown I find myself wearing. Mine is adorned with white fabric sprinkled with vibrant blue stars, a fashion choice that baffles me. It feels like a definite fashion faux pas. But on a positive note, the bed I lay on is surprisingly comfortable, providing some solace amidst the unsettling surroundings.

I gaze out of the window and can only make out dark, murky clouds hanging heavily in the sky. The sound of rain permeates the air, almost as if it has been pouring for an eternity. How long have I been confined to this place? And how did I even end up here in the first place? Attempting to recollect my memories proves futile, as my mind betrays me, grasping only faint fragments of the past. I decided to postpone this mental task, opting to discuss it later with my friends. Somehow, I can't shake off the feeling that I'm not alone in this peculiar predicament.

As I lay in my hospital bed, suddenly a white nurse walked into the room and acknowledged my presence.

"Miss Hathaway, you're awake," she exclaimed. "I didn't expect you to wake up so soon, but it's a good thing." Her unexpected visit left me puzzled, prompting me to search for a name tag on her uniform.

'So she is Ms. Sally,' I thought, opting to address her by that name. "Ms. Sally, I'm wondering why I'm here. I don't recall how I ended up in this hospital." 

With a hint of sympathy in her voice, she replied, "Oh, you don't remember? It seems you have no recollection of what happened. You poor soul." Irritated by her sympathy, all I wanted was an explanation. I yearned to uncover the truth behind my presence in that hospital room.

Ms. Sally moved in my direction and sat on the edge of my bed. She put her hand on top of mine and rubbed it. 

"I'll tell you. You see, it was around lunchtime when the janitor came to your classroom to clean it up, he was dumbfounded by the sight of everyone out cold and showing no sign of movement." She reluctantly said. "The janitor promptly checked your pulses to ensure that you were alive. While doing so, he realized that you were all electrocuted." I covered my mouth in shock when I heard the statement. Ms Sally continued, "The question was 'how?' because there was no sign or evidence of faulty sockets or windows being open. And to make matters worse, you were wearing shoes so it didn't make any sense how you were all electrocuted." She took a deep breath and continued, "Feeling confused, The janitor scurried to the school administration and told them about what happened. They two were shocked and rushed all of you to the nearest hospital which is the one that you're in right now, Berkeley Hills Hospital."

I couldn't believe it. So you're telling me that my class and I were electrocuted?! And you don't know what shocked us?! The fucking Hell?!! I'm worried about my family and hope they are okay. As if she was answering my thoughts, Ms. Sally spoke, "About your parents, well...They were very angry with the school. When they found out how they handled this, some parents decided to file a lawsuit against the school. And it tried its best to calm them down promising that they would find out who the fugitives were. As part of their commitment to the students' well-being, the school has agreed to cover the medical expenses of all students, including yours."