doorway to hell

  I looked out the driver side window, to see that there were several police officers, walking around, writing stuff down on a clip board. Two fire trucks pulled up with firemen quickly jumping out, running over to the car. They didn't have the hoses in their hands, but two of them walked quickly around the entire car.
 
  "What's going on?" I yelled loudly.

  Nobody paid me any attention. They just kept running around, and writing. That was when I noticed that my family and my girlfriend were standing behind a wooden police barrier, all of them crying. If they would just walk over to me, they would see that everything is alright.

  "Why are you crying? I'm getting out of the car."

  They to didn't seem to hear me. I reached over to grab the door handle, but MY hand wouldn't work right. The door just wouldn't open. About that time, I heard a very loud noise, sounded like a chain saw. It was a chainsaw, but with a flat blade. The fireman stuck it right below the hood. Within a few minutes, the entire hood was gone. I tried to move but that was when I realized I had a very heavy motor on my lap. My shirt was red with blood. I didn't no what to think. That was when I realized that I had been in a bad crash.
  They eased a small crane up to the side of the car, with  chains hanging from it. They hooked the chains to the motor, lifting it up while three firemen pulled me out of the car, putting me on a stretcher. Someone put a blanket over me, face included. From there, I'm not sure what happened. I got picked up, then doors  closed, And whatever vehicle I was in, took off. Not sure where they were taking me. None of this was making sense. I guess they were transporting me to the hospital.

  "Where are we going?" I yelled. I could hear people talking around me, but once again, no one would answer me. I could tell that it was my mother's voice along with my girlfriends along with a male voice I didnt know. I continued to yell, but all I heard was the non stop crying, with a few words here and there.

  The ride seemed long, stop and go the whole way. We finally stopped. Two doors opened. The stretcher I was on being pulled out. I was being pushed somewhere, I felt every bump. I wished whoever was pushing me, would take the blanket off of my face, so I could see what was going on. I even tried to do it myself, but for some reason my arms wouldn't move. I must be strapped down, I thought.

  Finally someone lifted the blanket off of me. I could see we were in a large room. By all the equipment, it was a medical room. A man, in a surgical outfit, came over, looked into my eyes, with a little flashlight. He then took a pair of sharp scissors, quickly cutting off my shirt. Reaching over, he grabbed several q-tips off of a tray near by. He used those to swab some blood off of my shirt and my chest. Then stuck them in a test tube.

  I watched every move he made,  fascinated. But I still wasn't sure what all was going on. I knew I was bad off, just didnt know how bad. Shouldn't I be in a hospital room?

  He put some gloves on, then took a cloth, wetting it. Using the cloth, he started wipping all the blood from my chest. That was when we both saw the big hole in my chest, looked burnt.
  A tall, heavy set police officer, walked into the room, coming over to the table. He looked down at me with very sad eyes.

  "Officer O'Malley, how are ya, sir?"

  "Im good, Stephen. At least til I came upon this wreck. Poor soul didn't have a chance. That's some hole. We pulled the motor out of his lap."

  The two men talked for some time. They must of known each other for a long time, the way it seemed. Finally the police officer left. The doctor went back to work.

                Chapter two

  "Andrew, my name is Swiggley. Actually it's Sara, but everybody calls me Swiggley."
  Standing in front of me was the prettiest young girl I've ever seen. About 5 foot 6, long blonde hair, pettite. I was standing on a long empty road when she walked up behind me, somewhat startling me. How she knew my name was a big question.
 
"I'm gonna show you around a bit then we will have to make our way down the hall to the triple doors. If you will, follow me."