SUMMER'S RAIN

CHAPTER 11

Chapter 11

I open my eyes looking around. I have no idea where I am at. It sort of resembles a hospital room. Everything begins rushing back to me. Lifting the blanket I look at my leg. No cast, I remembered leg breaking. The sound it made when the bone broke. I am afraid to move so I deiced touch my leg to see how bad the pain will be, but when I do there is no pain. Taking a deep breath, I lift my leg still no pain. Alright so far so good let’s try standing. Turning around in the bed, I put my feet on the floor taking a deep breath preparing myself for whatever misery I am about to inflict upon myself. Here goes nothing I say right before standing straight up. I stretch first but nothing hurts. There is a mirror on the far wall I walk over to it to see how bad I look. I see nothing not even a bruise. My hair, on the other hand, is a different story. It looks like it hasn’t been combed in a week. Running my fingers through it, I try to tame it down but finally give up all hope of being able to do anything with it.

I go over to the door open it up then stick my head out all I see is a giant hallway, not a person in sight not even a nurse’s station. Stepping out I look from left to right trying to find anyone but I give up after a minute when I have no luck. Instead I decide to take in my surroundings when I realize I’m not in Kansas anymore. I stand frozen in place my eyes darting around taking in everything around me. Never in my life have I seen anything as beautiful. The walls are white like the mother of pearl. The ceilings are by far the highest I’ve ever seen in my life. They have to be at least twenty to thirty feet tall with the same mother of pearl color as the walls.

Paintings line the walls each one is gigantic and more magnificent than the next. All of them have to be at least six-foot tall. I walk to one of the paintings inspecting it. Upon closer investigating I see the people in them are kings and queens; they are all beautiful. I stop at one painting which catches my eyes it’s a portrait of a beautiful young woman her hair is long and red. It’s piled on top of her head with some lose strains hanging around her face. She has big blue eyes, her skin is flawless. As I gaze at her, my gut is shouting at me. The sensation running through me is screaming I know her. Taking my eyes away from the woman in the picture my eyes immediately land upon another one that captivates me. It’s of a man with light blonde hair, blue eyes. He is well-built and very handsome. I experience the same emotion with his picture as I did with the woman’s only seconds ago.  “There you are" someone calls making me jump. Turning towards the sound of the voice I see the girl from the club I believe her name had been Lisa. She is standing there with a huge smile on her face making me believe she is truly happy to see me. “Hey” I say. She walks over to where I am standing then looks upon the picture I’m standing in front of. Her eye’s drifts to the picture of the beautiful woman with the red hair before; once again landing on me she looks back and forth between the pictures and me a couple of times.

“She’s beautiful isn’t she?”

“Yeah she is… who is she? I question.

“She's our queen and he is our king” she says pointing at the man I'd been looking at.

“Aw I see” I say glancing back at the pictures. Where the hell am I at?  I wonder to myself.

“Come on let’s go back to your room sage is waiting for you.”

“What’s a sage?” I question.

“Well he’s sort of what you’d call a doctor only he’s couple of Million times better to have around than any regular doctor you’ll ever meet.” 

“AW” I say again as we head back to the room I just come from. We walk in the room and I stop dead in my tracks. My mind is trying to comprehend what it is I’m seeing exactly. First off, how the hell did it get in the room without me seeing it? “What is that?” I demand from Lisa.

“That my friend is Sage” Lisa replies.

“OK”…is my only response I’m not sure what an appropriate retort would be at this point. I’m standing here eyeing what Lisa calls a doctor, he is short maybe three foot tall he’s also three foot wide to go with it. If that tells you anything, his face is almost comical. He has a nose like a pig. His ears are sort of shaped like human ears except; they flop over at the top like a dog's ears do. On each side of his mouth he has whiskers sticking straight out like cats dose. Then he speaks, he sounds as normal as you or I do only he talks about a mile a minute.