You awaken to find yourself suspended by wires, lines of IVs trace their way to your arms, hands, legs, and neck. A tube is sticking down your throat and a small collection of wires are stuck to your body which is clothed in a simple smock and a white sheet. The light is very low, reddish in most places and appears to be illuminating the exits. Looking for the exits you turn your head to see rows and rows of more wires and suspended bodies. Most appear to be dead but a few more are missing or there are other people moving.
Trying to raise yourself to sitting is a struggle worthy of grunts and groans as your muscles deny your will to move. Images flood back from a time before and you see the cliche hallway scrolling by and fluorescent lights a medical professional pushing you while something beeps. Pokes, prods, pricks, waking up during an operation that involved your head and not being able to scream or move!
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