Sanity a new story book 1

The Wreck

It is a brightly lit night, my headlights shine brightly down the road and shadows dance along the trees on either side. I was getting sleepy so I decided to roll down the window and turn the radio on. I keep wishing that I had stopped at the last motel I had seen about four hours prior to what happened.

I don't know where I am or what happened to the reality I knew. Everything here is distorted, shadows seemed to move on their own, the brightest light cannot cut through the darkness, but everything is illuminated just enough to see things I don't want to see.

I know I haven't turned off the road I was on. There just doesn't seem to be any logic to what I am experiencing. My car isn't moving anymore, the forest seems to be closing in around me and I feel eyes boring into my flesh. I cannot see them, but I know they are there. Watching, waiting, longing for just the right moment when I let my guard down. I won't let them have the satisfaction of devouring what is left of my sanity.

'I know my name is Thomas Pane, I live at 2150 West Hawk road, and my favorite color is black. I like to fish, swim, play football with my friends and go hiking with my girlfriend, Jessica.'

Jessica, the one my whole world revolves around. We do everything together. She is always there cheering me on no matter what I'm doing. Tomorrow we were to go to a dance hall and I was going to propose to her, in front of everybody to make it official. We had planned on a September wedding, nothing expensive, just a simple wedding with a few of our closest friends and family, at least that is what I told Paul when we started this trip.

I feel like the shadows are closing in. As the light fades I don't seem to be able to move. I feel trapped somehow like I am wrapped in a sleeping bag that is too small. The shadows are moving more quickly now. I feel like I am moving even though I am trapped. I hear the wailing of something very close, though I cannot discern from where. Things have all gone fuzzy now, I can feel the shadows holding onto me and there is nothing I can do. Once in a while, I feel something like a stabbing pain in my back and legs. I'm numb all over even though I can feel the stabbing pain. I am so confused. 'Where am I? What is going on?'

An unbelievable screeching noise startles me. I can hear what sounds like glass breaking. My heart pounds as I hear whatever it is ripping, pounding and prying its way into my car. I can now hear voices, but I can't make out what they are saying. Are they talking to me? I can feel something pulling at me. My legs I think, I can't tell for sure. Someone has a grip on my shoulders and is pulling from the other direction. Now I can feel myself sliding against my will. Am I falling? I can't tell. No! I am being pulled out of my car. 'I've got to stop it, but I cannot move. What is going on? I feel like I am being put on a table and being strapped down.' I can feel a strap across my forehead. I can see a multitude of flashing lights and people all around me.

'I think I am going to be alright now. I must have had a wreak or something and these people are trying to help me. They must be taking me to a hospital. Hopefully, I will be able to see Jessica soon and let her know I am alright. She must be worried sick.' This is the first time we have been apart in the past seven years.

I can almost smell her perfume. She wears it all the time because she knows it drives me crazy. Her beautiful, soft, brown eyes and her long auburn hair is all I need to comfort me. I thought to myself 'I'll be in her arms soon and everything would be just fine.'

Soon I woke to the sound of equipment running. I was able to open my eyes for just a moment only to see my car. It looked as though it had been in a demolition derby. The front was crushed, the top was ripped off and the doors were jammed back into the frame. I could smell smoke in the air. 'The car must have been on fire' I thought to myself as they wheeled me over to the ambulance and lifted me in.

Once inside they proceeded to put things on me like the oxygen mask and other necessities. I must have lost consciousness, for the next thing I remember was waking up in the hospital. I could hear a voice exclaiming "Why! Why, can't I see him!" as they wheeled me into a room that was cold and bright. Something was dreadfully wrong. I could tell I was being moved, but I could not feel it. I could see somebody standing over me with a bright light. I could hear the figure asking me questions but I couldn't answer. Then everything went dark.

I felt a burning sensation on the side of my neck. I heard the sound of the cardiograph machine monitoring my heart rate. I heard the sound of a ventilator regulating my breathing, and voices all around. I was scared I had to get someone's attention and let them know I was still awake. 'Didn't they give me an anesthetic or something? It wasn't working. Help! Someone, please help me' I screamed in my mind. I felt the knife as it cut into my flesh. I cried in terror because it was all I could do. I hear the bones in my neck cracking and popping. This has been going on for an eternity it seems like. With every pop and crack, I felt a shock wave of pain throughout my whole body.

I can feel the doctor putting stitches in now thank God it's almost over. Again they are moving me, but I still can't feel it. I must be headed to a recovery room, I can see the lights blurring by. "Soon," I thought "Soon I would get to see Jessica again."