>>5984575>>5984576>>5984578>>5984579>>5984587>>5984590>>5984596>>5984631>>5985251You give a thumbs up, most you can do as the fatigue and exhaustion start to soak into your bones. You try to say something but find the words clog your mouth like a thick goo. You blink dopily at Bobby and he smiles.
"I pushed some sedative just in case you were gonna try to make a break for it when you woke up."
You laugh. It isn't that funny but you crunch over in the gurney chuckling to yourself until you close your eyes and drift away. You feel it again, the weightless tickle of floating in nothing, you feel cool and relaxed as a constant stream of air blows over and around you as you twist in place. A light presents itself to you, well more of a color really, no shine comes from it and staring into it doesn't strain your eyes. The more you look at it as it shifts in color and shape, the more it reminds you of the afterimage of the sun when you close your eyes. Your breath trembles as it encompasses you and fills you with a familiar warmth.
"Is this real?" You ask nobody in particular.
"..rk, ...ething .....ble is ....ng, so..thi.. .....ble is co.... on ....mas." A voice ebbs in and out of your mind, you feel blood pooling in your head as if you were upside down.
"I can't hear you.." You mumble, fighting the sedative. Your leg is caressed by the smooth winds again as the blob continues on it's path.
".......as ..e, ..rk, wa.. .hem."
"I can't understand you!" You try to shout, but it comes slurred. The voice get's further away as it repeats over and over, the distant amorphous blob of color eventually fading into the dark. You strain your eyes trying to hunt for any sign of it, a mounting anxiety building in your chest. You strain your eyes and see something, a pale yellow, you extend a hand and call out.
"Wait!"
You find yourself half sitting up in the gurney, hand reaching limply for a ceiling light in the hospital hallway, a reassuring hand touches your forearm. You whip your head and see Bobby, he speaks softly.
"Easy, Officer DeLucia. We're at the hospital."
You look around cautiously as you calm your breathing.
"I think I had a nightmare.." You mutter.
"That can happen sometimes, just a side-effect of the sedative, you're good."
You nod a few times and wipe a clammy hand across your face, the nurses at the foot of your bed content with your reaction begin pulling you down the hall once more.
"Good luck, Mark." He tells you as you're wheeled away, you crane your neck and call back.
"Once I'm cleared, I owe you and the guy up front a few rounds. Couldn't have done what'll be on the news tomorrow if you didn't stick around."
"I'll hold you to that!" He calls back, before turning and leaving back through the ambulance bay doors. You sigh and lay your head back on your pillow, still uneasy with a knot forming in your gut.
