Sirens, I could hear sirens. I was in an ambulance again. I opened my eyes and saw an attendant sitting next to me.
“What the hell happened? Where am I? What’s going on?” I asked, beginning to panic.
“Relax, buddy. You’re okay. God knows how you managed to be okay, but you’re okay.” He seemed to be a nice enough guy. You just never know, do you?
“What happened?”
“There was a fire.” As soon as he said that, I looked down at my body. It was completely unscathed. No marks anywhere.
“Why aren’t I burned then?”
“Friend, take another look. You’ve got third degree burns over 70% of your body.” I looked down again – no burns at all. Nothing.
What is happening? Why is this happening?
Relax. Just relax.
I laid back down and tried to figure things out. What had happened to the hospital? What had happened to Christian? Was he safe too? What was going on? Why can’t I see the burns that he’s talking about? Why can’t I FEEL the burns that he’s talking about?
“Where was the fire?”
“What do you mean, where was the fire?” The attendant looked at me like I was crazy. I guess by now I should be used to that look.
“I mean, where are we driving from? Where did you pick me up from?” I looked straight into his eyes.
“You know where we picked you up from.”
“No, I don’t.” None of this was making sense.
The attendant looked down at me. I looked back up at him. Recognition. He lunged at my throat, but his actions were way too slow. A swift strike at his solar plexus was all it took. He collapsed next to me.
“Stop!” I screamed, as loud as possible. Seconds later the ambulance came to a halt. I dove out the back doors and started running.
Here we go again.
You just can’t stop, huh, Kev?
“What the hell happened? Where am I? What’s going on?” I asked, beginning to panic.
“Relax, buddy. You’re okay. God knows how you managed to be okay, but you’re okay.” He seemed to be a nice enough guy. You just never know, do you?
“What happened?”
“There was a fire.” As soon as he said that, I looked down at my body. It was completely unscathed. No marks anywhere.
“Why aren’t I burned then?”
“Friend, take another look. You’ve got third degree burns over 70% of your body.” I looked down again – no burns at all. Nothing.
What is happening? Why is this happening?
Relax. Just relax.
I laid back down and tried to figure things out. What had happened to the hospital? What had happened to Christian? Was he safe too? What was going on? Why can’t I see the burns that he’s talking about? Why can’t I FEEL the burns that he’s talking about?
“Where was the fire?”
“What do you mean, where was the fire?” The attendant looked at me like I was crazy. I guess by now I should be used to that look.
“I mean, where are we driving from? Where did you pick me up from?” I looked straight into his eyes.
“You know where we picked you up from.”
“No, I don’t.” None of this was making sense.
The attendant looked down at me. I looked back up at him. Recognition. He lunged at my throat, but his actions were way too slow. A swift strike at his solar plexus was all it took. He collapsed next to me.
“Stop!” I screamed, as loud as possible. Seconds later the ambulance came to a halt. I dove out the back doors and started running.
Here we go again.
You just can’t stop, huh, Kev?