Beyond The Mind

Amathophobia

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Once again, I found myself in the room. It was brighter now and there was an empty bed beside mine.
"Welcome, please prepare for your next session," the voice said again and I found it to be coming from a speaker at the corner of the room.

I struggled to move, although knowing it would be futile. Computers lined the desk behind which the scientists stood, observing me and it made my skin tingle, knowing every movement was watched.
The door hissed open and a woman in white entered, heels clicking as she wheeled a cart to my bed. I tried speaking, but the words failed me. I let my eyes do the talking.

"Please help," I thought, hoping she would read my eyes. But she ignored me as she dutifully hung the IV bag and stuck the needle in me. Frustrated by my paralysis and her attitude, I screamed the words I couldn't say out in my mind.

'Pay attention to me!' She paused and finally looked at me, puzzled. Desperate, I tried to shout out the words again, 'Help me!' Her eyes widened and I was convinced she had heard me somehow. As though willed by something, she grabbed a needle full of the yellow fluid; I remember it gave me strength the last time.

'Do it!'

"Nurse 53, what are you doing?" An angry voice boomed over the speakers.

'Inject me! Now!' I urged her. She pushed it into my elbow and released its contents. I felt the strength come back into me. Immediately, I jumped off the bed and bolted for the door.

"Turn on the simulation! Quickly!" The voice yelled again. As my fingers grazed the door knob, the world went dark once again as I felt my body fall to the cold floor.

I opened my eyes to find myself behind a steering wheel. I froze with fear realizing I was relieving the scene of my 'death.' I gasped for air, deperately trying to control my breathing as I frantically sought an escape. The brakes!
I pushed the brake pedal furiously, but it did nothing. The car sped towards that cursed busy intersection and I braced myself for the impact of the other cars.