Amnesia From The Shadows!

Chapter Three: Crowgrove Hospital, 2023

The next morning came and my doctor came in and said, “Alright, Ms. Annegrove.” Said Doctor Pulse. “I bet you'll be excited to hear that today, you are going home!” She said with some enthusiasm while showing off her big, white and sparkling toothy smile as if she was the character from this cartoon I watched as a kid, but she was right though. That was the best news I've heard since they told me last night that all the tests they've been taking on me for about a month came back cleaner than abrand new whistle. I haven't been this amped up since the day I awoke to Cho beside me and finding out that we shared similar feelings towards each other. For the last three weeks that I've spent here getting tests done on me, I’ve never lost hope that I would leave because she was always right there to reassure me that I'll make it out of the hospital healthier than a horse. I felt lucky that she spent time out of her days with me to make sure that I never got too depressed or lonely. Even when she coukdn’t always be there before the tests she was still there in my room waiting for me to return after they made the tests. A lot of the times tge doctors came in first blood and I wasn’t taken anywhere. I was laying in that hospital bed waiting for Cho to come see me. She was the person I needed in my time of need and I was extremely grateful that she came to be by my side. Doctor Pulse had given me a look that sent a shiver up my spine, and it was unsettling. At the time I didn't know what it was, so I just thought it was me probably just being nervous or paranoid. I didn't know then that I should’ve paid more attention to my senses a lot more. I crawled out of the hospital bed and walk over to use the bathroom one last time when a knock came at my door. "I'm coming." I told them, a little annoyed as I walked over to the door. Just as I got to the door it opened and Cho walked right in. We locked eyes, and she c****d her head to the left, raised her right eyebrow, gave a slight grin and asked, “ how are you feeling?" "I was heading to the bathroom when I heard a knock on my door and said I'll be over. So I reckon I'm doing great." I responded. "Mm hmm, sure." She said straightening her head with her eyes partly squinting, her same eyebrow raised and having a bit of a duck lip action at me. "Okay don't believe me,” I said jokingly while I mimicked her face. “But it is the truth." “Oh by the way,” I said remembering that I haven’t yet told her the news. “My doctor came in and told me this morning that I will be discharged today.” I thought she’d be excited for me but her eyes got wide and I began to feel like something was up. Since waking up a whole month ago I've received a bit of my memory back as I could by reading books that seemed interesting to me with what my mother and Cho brought me. Cho always said that this was a favorite of mine when picking up and dropping of a book. My mother on the other hand brought one book and said that this would help me in my times of need and explained that the deity in that book would be here to answer all questions my have. She flipped through to the back where there were questions and suggestions of issues that were commonly found in modern days that the people in the book also went through and the answer was always in one form or another was “trust in and give yourself to the true loving one.” I tried to read it but I ended up getting a bad feeling over the thing that I ended up putting it the drawer of the nightstand that was on the right side of my bed. Those that I have found fondness over brought those memories back. I remembered the times I spent imagining things after reading these books that I realized I wanted to become a writer too. Those I didn’t bother picking back up left me guessing on why the reason I still held on to them. Then there were those I wanted nothing to do with for a feeling I could not understand. When I finished reading I watched the TV that was in my room when I got some other spare time and listen to music when one of the nurses played it on their phones while working. If I had any memories that I believe I had popped up from that then I would write it down and talked to Cho or my mother and asked why that particular song gave me the feeling it did at the time be it of love, being intrigued, or feeling passion beyond love or lust. Or just a different sense of purpose. Then there were the songs of either the same or different genres of music I really didn’t care for but it wasn’t out of hate. Nor was it out of spite. There was a genre that I liked from one era and in the next era not so much. For example I found out that hip hopap from later in the nineties to early two thousands were more of my thing. By the year of two thousand and seventeen or little earlier because that's when it got rocky for me I didn’t care for. Some songs from the time of the legends I liked. Country music, alternative music as well as some folk songs made me realize these were my favorite to hear. The only person that came back more often than the other was Cho, so I was happy to hear that she'd be coming back yesterday. Though I was concerned at first I had been waiting for this day to come, so I can go out and catch up on the things I have missed while I have been asleep. When they told me that I had been in a coma for a year and three months I couldn't believe it. When someone has their life change this dramatically I am left to wonder if I will be the same person as I once was before the tragedy. A nurse came in my room with a metal clipboard and a bag of the things I had with me before the accident. I signed the papers to release me and took my bag to the bathroom so I can change into some cloths my mom and the guy she was with brought me for this day. When I got dressed I looked through the bag to find a wallet that hangs from my wrist that was really cute because it had a badger on it and a smart phone. I clicked on the power button and the picture that was on the phone was of Cho and I with us holding a tan cone shaped thing upside down with two different color spheres on it. We were smiling while she help up two fingers and I did not. I heard cho say through the bathroom door that she’s going to step out for a few and will be right back. The fact she was on my phone should be a good sign that we’re together but still I think the actions we took yesterday said a lot as well. I left the bathroom and waited for a few. When a nurse came in I was told that was supposed to have left already so they apologized and said that I had to go. So I left without complaining and after gathering the rest of my things. I went to the waiting area of the wing I was in while thanking everyone that was there who had helped me recover greatly and who was here to make sure I was still breathing. I went to the front desk and asked the guard there if he saw a woman that looked liked the one on my lock screen. He said yes but told me that she had said she needed to run somewhere real quick so to wait for her in the waiting room here so I thanked him and sat in one of the chairs there eager to leave but then started getting this uneasy feeling as each minute turned into an hour and forty-five minutes and I began to get worried. If I had a way to get to her to see if she's alright I would feel a lot better. When another hour and a half passed since I sat in the waiting area someone came up to me and stood in front of me then asked me and asked, “Are you waiting for someone?” “Yeah…” I said a little disappointed that Cho is really late. “I’m worried something happened to her.” I looked up at the guy I was talking to and noticed that it was the male doctor who had been seeing me at night when my doctor from the morning and some time afternoon shift had went home. He tried to look sincere when putting a smile on to make things better but deeper down he looked like the way I feel. “Would you like a tour of the building as you wait for her to arive?” He asked. “Sure.” I said still worried about what happened to Cho. I got up to walk with the doctor and realized that I didn’t know his name so I looked on his I.D. badge and noticed that his last name was Pulse too. So that got me thinking. “Um, excuse me, but are you realted to my doctor?” He looked at me and smiled. “Well my wife does work here as well but she works in a diffrent department than me. That’s how it works in a work space like this.” That sounded off to me but for some reason it made since to me. We walked to the security desk to let them know when the person that is looking for me has arrived to announce it on the intercoms. Then we walked around and he showed me some areas that I didn’t even know where here. Some people are wearing their cloths but they only had on slides and a couple had rags on their belt loops and when I stopped to be curious about what was going on there, Doctor Pulse came and asked if I was ok. I asked him, “Why are they in there?” He gave a half smile and responded, “They are the lucky ones. People like them are so destrute with their lifes that they became suicidal and some make it here but others aren’t that lucky.” That comment was very strange somehow and unsetteling as if I knew exactly how that felt so without meaning to I raised my guard. We left that area to go further down the hallway and we bump into his wife, my doctor while I was still admitted. We caught her by surprise because she was a little jumpy seeing us. She Yelp and Doctor Pulse whoahed. They laughed a little and the husband smiled when they were through. I was about to feel a bit awkward when my doctor, Ms. Pulse looked my way and had a shocked look on her face. So I said “hey” while giving her a two motion wave. She smiled a little and said “hi” back, then asked, “Is everything ok?” I responded, “Yeah, i’m just worried about my friend that was suppose to pick me up. She hasn’t come yet.” “Oh,” she sounded concerned. “How long has it been?” “About and hour and foutry five minutes now, right?” Responded her husband and I shock my head to conform his answer. She had a worried look on her face when she looked at her husband and he nodded twice with his eyes closed. She looked down at her charts on the metal clipboard and excused herself. At first, I thought it was because she was sad that it was taking a lot of time for my friend to get here but I’ll soon find out the horrible truth.

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We walked further towards the back and we came to the end of the hall where two plaques were on the wall with arrows pointing for directions. One said "‘The Morgue' that pointed to the left and the other said ‘Emergency Room Waiting Area' that pointed to the right. That’s when he said “I have to go to my office that’s near the morgue so you can go to the waiting room through there if you’d want or you can come with and see what I do.” I looked that way with something telling me ‘I need to go that way' but I found out at that moment that my curiosity was stronger. So I went with him and to come to find out his office looked abnormally normal. I had a sense of relief and I guess I exhaled louder than I thought because he looked up from behind his desk when I walked and smiled. “Did you imagine something like jars full of human organs?” “something like that, yeah.” I responded. “Well that isn’t allowed and that would be immoral. “ he responded. I was sad after thinking that because he was being so nice and my thoughts betrayed him. I ended up looking down and he grabbed my attention saying, “Hey! Sarah, it’s alright. You dont have to feel bad about your question. I hear you were in a coma so you might not remember much but judging by that thought process you might’ve like watching syfy horror movies where they keep alian part in jars.” That had me thinking about what I might want to do when I get out of the hospital. I was so deep in thought standing in the doorway that I forgot that the doctor was looking for something in his office when he blurted out triumphantly. It snaped me back to reality and to my soon to come horror I found out what he was proud to finally find. “So how about you come all the way in and we play a little game. He said with a smile on his face. It wasn’t until I was pulled in and the door closed gentially without him moving in from behind his desk and me looking behind the door that I found out that even though i may love or at least like syfy horror movies that I will be in one that I may not be the one to excape with my life. That’s when I noticed that the thing he had in his hand wasn’t a normal looking weapon but I am so terrified that I can not think straight. He motioned with his weapon for me to sit down and I went to do exactly that until the wall to my right exploded and we both stumbled to the other side of the room from the force and rubble flying our way. When the cloud of dust cleared a little I could see a woman was floating in the air with these butterfly wings and the scales are like a rainbow and as they fall off in flight the dust like powder of rainbows comes off of her. She looked familiar but with that long dirty blond weave and butterfly mask on I couldn’t really tell. But seeing her in what looks like a one piece suit, a red and black skirt, black thigh high heel pumps, and what I can only assume is a velvet formal ball gown type of gloves that reach all the way up her arms stopping just before they touch her armpits. I couldn’t help but get a s****l arousal from her. She was so cute I didn’t see she had motioned to someone else from outside to come in to get me when a guy in in lose clothes that had a bird symbol on his back came over and grabbed me. He picked me up and led me out of the hole in the wall they had made and then started to fly when this yellow flash of beam passed us and I looked back seeing the doctor using that strange weapon to shoot us down. That’s when he looked at me and said, “You might wanna hold on. I’m about to fly at a super speed like light.” I didn’t know what he meant but judging by the way he said that and with the situation we’re in becuase of them I tighted my grip on his hand where my knuckles turned white. He picked up so much speed that his red and yellow suit left stricks of colors from him and I had to close my eyes because they began to sing and water up. It felt like a couple minutes has passed before we stopped on a hill with a single tree.