I Made A Deal With An Old Man In A Food Court Bathroom

Part 32

I came to, disoriented, to what I assumed was the annoying sound of a heart monitor beeping, and the overwhelming smell of bleach cleaner.

"Beeping!", I thought, "I'm still alive!"

"Donna! Donna!", I mumbled groggily, half in and half out of consciousness.

"There you are! Hi! Did you have a good nap!" I heard a soft female voice say.

"FUCK! That's the same thing Stacy said, after I woke up in that fucking basement! Oh no! I was wrong! That's my timer going off, I'm in Hell, and will forever be tortured by Stacy.", I thought.

I then began violently thrashing around, trying to get away from her.

Suddenly, I felt a hand push down hard on both of my shoulders, pinning me down to where I was.

"Stop! You're going to pull out your IV! You don't want to do that! Open your eyes!", the soft female voice said harshly.

It sounded vaguely familiar to me.

I blinked my eyes open a couple times, to regain my bearings and saw that unforgettable face... not Stacy's, Thank God! But Rebecca's.

She was leaning over me, wearing her "Naughty" nurses outfit once again, her stethoscope hanging around her neck, and her cleavage practically in my face, unintentionally I'm sure.

I turned my head away.

"Donna!", I mumbled, a little clearer this time.

"Don't worry! She is doing fine.", Rebecca said, releasing my shoulders and standing back up, "Just a few minor cuts and scrapes. My bestie is tough like that. She's in a room down the hall. I'll tell her you're awake!", she said, "Do you feel any pain?"

"Not really. My head hurts though, and my backs a little sore!", I answered.

"That's normal, after a traumatic automobile accident! I think that's what you humans call it! she said, "The pain will go away in time!, and if it doesn't, we always have these!"

She then reached in the pocket of her shirt, and produced two small white pills.

"What are those?", I asked.

"The wave of the future... 15 milligram Oxycodone! Guaranteed to take all the pain away, and then some.", she answered.

"I - I don't know about that! I'm not a big pill person. I'll just stick to Tylenol, Thanks!", I answered.

"Okay!", she said, shrugging her shoulders, putting them back in her pocket.

"What about Tony, Edgar, The Old Man, and the rest of the band, are they ok?", I asked.

I knew Bob was the Devil, and figured he wasn't injured because of that. It turns out that I was right.

"Tony walked away without even a scratch. He's sitting in the waiting room right now. I'll go get him for you. Edgar and the old man are both demons, and I am a succubus, so we all were uninjured.

It scared Edgar so much that he pooped himself again.

Daddy sent them back home, so Edgar could get changed, and so the old man could check on the construction of his new structure, while he stayed here to clean up the mess. You'll have to speak to your doctor about the others, I am not privy to that information. All I know is that they are not on this floor. I'll let him know you're awake. See ya soon, Bye!", she said smiling, turned around, then did that "infamous" Rebecca bouncy strut through the door, her tail swaying back and forth behind her as she did.

"Am I in a hospital, or a hospital in Hell?", I thought.

I just laid there, trying to take in my surroundings.