Derrick flew upright in his bed "A... A nightmare?" He said feeling breathless, he was in a hospital yes, but the ambient made it clear he wasn't dreaming anymore, the distant hum of voices, his heart rate monitor beeping and the clanks of the cuffs on his wrists against the steel bed.
"What the?" He tugged at the cuffs.
"What did you expect would happen?" Guinevere said and he jerked his head to her, he didn't even notice she sat there on the opposite side of his bed.
"What happened?"
"You went apeshit again and killed someone" She said holding her hands out.
"Fuck! I don't remember anything!"
"As usual, the cops said you're a danger to society and will be spending some time in jail"
"How long!?" He asked panicking.
"Dunno, apparently until they could find a proper cure for your condition" She said standing up.
