It would be funny right now to go to bed and wake up in a hospital connected to the machine. A bunch of wires, doctors, unfamiliar faces. Eyes cuts like running konyuktevit or glaucoma. In the ears of a quiet hum as if beside something exploded or after visiting the busy gig. In the mouth, the cats do not care. Sure ... they kind of are, but not particularly feel their presence. It takes about 15 minutes, maybe less, maybe more, until you come to yourself, do not feel too much time. Around all the fuss, the device beeped faster. I ran a woman, 40 years old, but in view of all 50. We see life patted a lot of nervous. Sinyuchie bags under the red tear-stained eyes. He runs to the couch, drops to his knees, bites his lips into your forehead. Crying, he says something, but the meaning is not very clear. Come again some people. Flowers ... Smileys ... off again.Ochuhivaeshsya. Dark. Quiet. Slow beeping device. The roar in his ears almost verse. Some time later, and his eyes began to see in the dim light. Rises on his elbows, inspect, see on a nearby couch that same woman slumbering in an uncomfortable position. He flashed the thought that she would be hurt in the morning neck. Going down the legs to the floor. Prohrustelsya neck. Unusual, strange feeling. He took off his finger with some piece of plastic with wires sticking out of it. Unstick from the body Velcro. He tried to rise, but the attempt did not succeed to get up. For a long time the muscles are not strained, and you have become too weak. Leaning on the rail, creaking back berth still get up, trying not to wake anyone. Fingered feet on the floor, resting on anything in the darkness will fall under the arm. Bedside table, sink, door handle ... open the door and fall out of the chamber. It seems nobody has disturbed. You can hear how the fluorescent lamp. You see how the reception desk leaning on hand, sleeping nurse. Obviously, today was a hard day. You remember all your filthy fantasies into my head vulgar thoughts, but is not up to them. Get up, leaning against the wall. Covered in sweat, breathing heavily. Barely heard you go ... no, taschishsya toward the door with the green EXIT sign. Dark eyes, a sharp sound in the ears, fell, hit.Once again, opening his eyes, you feel pain in the neck. Strongly attached. Again, connected to the machine, but you realize yourself as a person and not as a piece of meat. You know what people say around. The Chamber again, the woman comes and sits on your couch. Not your call you (?) Name. Her tears flow on old wrinkles, a quick smile, a perplexed look. From a short conversation with a woman, it is clear this is the end, but from her lips it sounded like the beginning of a new life. Paradox. She's your mother, and you're a long time you were lying in a coma. Everything that happened to you ... just a dream. These were not your parents, not your friends, not your other half if you ... it was all (!). Worst outcome could not come up with. At the head of a thousand, no, a million thoughts, how you lie paralyzed, breathless. In her throat that you can not say anything. Give us understand that bad you feel, ask to leave you alone until you come to the senses. Newly mother removed, and you're already thinking how to stop it, like the circles of hell, test.
Today now. The longest minute of my life. All lives - this and past. Never time was not as flexible as chewing gum, and never lasted so dull metronome counts the seconds. Never ... not so long before exams or before the first meeting with the new man, which, like as, planned to spend his immediate future. Evening. You're on pins and needles. Head tightly packed with scraps of thoughts accumulated per day, and leaves no room for new ones. Slippery tentacles entangles sleep, I'm struggling. Today - this is the last round of our patients wing - has become my hell and at the same time, my home. How long stretches of time ...Before leaving, the nurse turned quartz lamp. I never saw. Nice soft light purple color. Typically, the head is covered with a towel, probably so as not to be irradiated, but you it will soon become completely unnecessary. The room is illuminated, and you can see that near one of the beds are crutches. Well, it's better than nothing. Grabs them and throws out the window chamber. Well, it is broken, but time is too short, while nurses come running. Eyes wide open, and his heart pounding, it was ready to jump out of his chest and sprayed with each contraction of the blood chamber. Greedily grab a fragment from the floor and you cut his throat, the side where the carotid artery. Hah, in her old life, you would not go to such. Thick, red blood splattered on the floor. You fall, fountain throat, squishing sounds funny. The last thing you saw, it was the nurses face, contorted with terror. You die. And you get back to your life. Opens his eyes in his apartment, where he fell asleep. And you think, and what was going to bed?