Frenemies ✔

Chapter 27

All of a sudden, the light returned. Pale, white, watery lights with dark things floating across them. Moving blurs. I heard a murmur of different voices nearby but they were too soft to understand. I looked up at the moving lights, struggling to squint away the blurriness that kept me from seeing clearly. As I tried blinking and squinting, the pain in my eyes grew stronger. My head throbbed with excruciating pain. I felt a painful throbbing at my temples. However, I was able to catch a quick glimpse of people. These people held onto a railing of some sort as they dragged me somewhere. They also wore turquoise outfits and a mask covering their noses and mouths the same color. One of them looked down at me when they saw my eyes half-open.

"Don't worry, miss. You'll be just fine," The voice assured. It sounded like a woman's voice. "You'll be okay..."

The voice faded, then came back, faded, came back. Things weren't in focus.

Where am I? I thought. What is this place?

I tried to turn my head to see, but a sharp stab of pain forced me to stop. I groaned in agony.

"Doctor, should I increase it?" A British voice asked. It sounded like a man.

What? Doctor?

"It's already set near maximum."

"Yes, go ahead and do that, Harry," the doctor replied.

What are they talking about?

Despite the pain, I forced myself to turn my head around. Everything became a little clearer now. I saw at least six people in their scrubs surrounding me with a bunch of different medical instruments. Oh, duh. It took me so long to realize that I was lying in a bed. A hospital bed...in the hospital. I watched as one of the nurses handed the doctor a scalpel. He took it from her and began cutting my skin. I could see the blood come out from my leg. I didn't feel anything, though, just the slicing of the scalpel.

Then, the lights and everything waved and pulsed. Soon, things began to dwindle away. The bright afternoon sun hid behind two white clouds. The sun shone on my face. The clear, blue sky over a field of flowers. I lay on the grass, gazing up at the sun, picking off the flower petals. Huh? No, wait. That wasn't right. I wasn't thinking straight. I squinted my eyes and forced myself to focus. Now I was on my back, staring up at the lights on the ceiling.

Yeah, there we go.

It's working a little.

I could see two very thin, transparent tubes stuck on to my wrist and right arm. I saw that both of them had clear liquid flowing inside. To the right, I saw a fairly large window with the blinds completely drawn. I assumed it was nighttime because I could sort of see the moon peeking from the corner of the window. I glanced down at my body. My hands were at my sides on the white linen sheet. I looked back up at the lights and I started to see the afternoon sun again.

Dang it, I thought. I'm losing focus. I'm back in the field of flowers, still lying on the soft bed of grass. It must the anesthetics. That's why I'm hallucinating.

I squinted my eyes again to gain focus, but it didn't work this time. The drug worked too well. It was too strong for me to fight against it. I started to feel woozy. I clasped both of my hands on my stomach as I gazed up at the blue clear sky. I remember seeing how beautifully blue the sky was, then I shut my eyes again.

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I woke up some time later that day. When exactly, I don't remember. I do remember hearing sounds of the ocean waves crashing on the shore. I knew that I was still under. But, aside from the sound of the waves, I remember waking up to the sound of a soft whisper.