What's Bad Just Get's Worse.

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Chapter 2

    When I woke up I was strapped to what looked like a hospital bed. My arm had an I.V. in it. The arm that as gotten shot was in a cast. " So I guess there not going to kill me." I thought to my-self.

    "You're a wake, that's good... How do you feel?" A person who looked like a doctor asked coming out from behind a curtain.

   "Who are you?" I asked dazed.

    "No one you need to fear... How are you feeling?" He said writing stuff down on a clip board, my heart rate, temperature and, blood pressure.

   "Did I say I was scared? No, good now who are you?!" I said showing no fear.

  " I am a person. How are you feeling?"

   "Fine."

   " Any pain?"

  "Not really."

  "Good." he said starting to cut off the cast.

  "Where am I?" I asked sounding as if I was starting to trust him.

"The head quarters hospital." he answer as the cast fell to the ground.

   "Why am I strapped to the bed?" I questioned.

  "You kept having nightmares. We didn't want you to hurt your-self." he said.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 15, 2013 ⏰

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