"NO!" I screamed waking up in cold sweat again. I looked around slowly, trying to recall what I had dreamed about and what happened before, but no such luck. Everything during the dream and before the dream was fuzzy and seemed unfamiliar.
"No this cannot be the same thing again, I just managed to-" suddenly, I came to realization of what had happened that night. I gasped and turned around to see a very knocked out Charlie. The last thing I seemed to remember was falling into some kind of trance then waking up here covered in cold sweat.
"Hey you!" yelled Charlie, "Are you ready to-"
I held my fist up to his face. "Ready to what exactly?" I asked raising my eyebrow questioningly.
"Woah, woah, woah man, chillout let's just peace out." He responded raising both of his hands in the air. "We can hug it out man."
Hug it out? What is he, some sort of reincarnated hippie?
"Chillout?" I asked, "Your telling me I need to chill out? You were literally trying to murder me like a day ago!"
"Speaking of which," I thought to myself, "This place looks completely trashed."
I glanced around the room. The medical x-ray tv was completely obliterated along with some walls and medical supplies. A huge wall was carved out of the building with smoke slowly drifting out of the heartrate monitor.
"Murder you? Why would I do that man?" Charlie asked confused, "I was just vibing in school and suddenly I am here with you trying to punch me."