Olivia
No, no, no, don't go! I keep yelling but I'm the only one hearing, for everyone that was in the hospital room with me seems to leave. I hear footsteps, a herd of them, trailing slowly until they fade. There's no other sounds in this bloody room other than the constant beeping of whatever machine I'm still attached to. Like, seriously? Did no one ever come back from a coma and tell the doctors that the beeping sounds only make patients want to kill themselves rather than come back to their loved ones?
In my frustration, I have missed to hear the faint sigh that I'm hearing just now. But I thought I was alone. I can feel my skin prickling like the temperature dropped 10 degrees, only I'm not cold, instead I'm oddly comfortable and suddenly more calm. That's all it takes for me to kn
