:The hospital was freezing.
And I don’t mean “oh, it’s a little chilly,” I mean frozen-solid-soul-crystallizing cold. Whoever designed this place clearly hates humanity. They don’t want you to feel safe or cared for—they want your teeth to chatter in Morse code while you wait for someone to notice you exist.
The air smelled faintly like bleach, disappointment, and leftover vending machine popcorn, which is really the trifecta of medical horror. I swear, hospitals are secretly testing how many people will freeze and cry at the same time before bolting for the exit. Maybe it’s part of some sadistic training program:
“Welcome to healthcare. Survive the arctic temperatures first, then we’ll maybe fix your minor cuts or existential dread.”
I remember hearing about some guy who got shot in a
