"Sit here." I sat down at the chair where he had pointed me to. He went to a closet and took some medicine and a syringe. He came towards me and told me to take the medication and then he injected me with the syringe. I felt a bit drowsy. It was only after a few minutes did I sleep. Usually when I slept, it took a short time for me to wake up. But as I as in my head thinking, In the corner of my eye, I saw a light. Not bright but it still caught my attention. I looked in that way and there it was in the distance. A dimly lit blue light. I thought of moving and my body began drifting towards that direction. Imagination is a powerful tool when used correctly. But any way, the movement was slow but steady. Along the way I imagined of a million things that light could be.
Sooner or later I hit something which brought me out of my fantasy world. I blinked once and right there in front of me was a woman. Just to be clear, a young woman. She seemed at her early 19's or something close to that. I was barely looking at her and instead was stuck in a loop of endless questions. You like a spider's web, I was left confused until a tap landed on my shoulder. Upon looking back, I was met by a familiar face. Though I could not really make out who she was. I don't even know why I was in the hospital till then. "And who are you?" Is what I would have said if I had the chance. She smiled and faded away in a symbolistic manner.
What is she trying to do here? Hmm! Must be something else. Then, the place that had once been peaceful began trembling and it looked like someone was ripping it like pieces of paper. Then something like a and holding a pencil?? Appeared and came at me. I hid my head with my arms and braced for impact but nothing really happened though. I opened my eyes and realized that the pencil had phased through my body. I looked back and saw it begin to draw slowly. It began with two lines and the drawing barely made sense. The pencil continued to draw more amazing figures. Until what appeared to be a trash can could be seen clearly. Then the pencil turned around and began communicating to me. It wrote on thin and slowly the letters began to be seen.
"What do you remember?"
It pointed at the trash can. But I was blank at the mere thought of a pencil talking to me. It was the medicine I concluded as I nodded. The pencil seemed to be angry because it erased the drawing and drew fire. Still I had nothing on me. I could not really feel anything. Though it seemed the pencil was leading me to something. I could not really put my finger on it. So I did nothing of it. The pencil released some steam. And I mean steam. It erased the drawing and drew a picture. It seemed like it was drawing hell because if the red. Then it began to draw something of the sort of someone burning and for a moment I thought I heard it talk. But that was absurd because really. It is just the medicine. It proceeded a human figure within the fire. I looked at the figure and thought that maybe I would end up in hell when I die.
It proceeded and for a split second, I swear I saw a figure a half wolf half man in the drawing before it switched back. The pencil stopped drawing for a bit and I thought maybe it had also noticed the change. After a few seconds, I began having second thoughts that this scenario was being linked to some one in particular. The pencil turned towards and pointed me then the drawing. But I meant a scenario for a drawing when I am back to the real world again. I could try practising drawing in the real world and not have to watch a pencil do it for me. If you know what I mean.
"I mean you are trying something, but memories do not come all of a sudden, something linked to it must happen," I said to myself in my head. Suddenly the dream began to fade and I was brought back to reality of the hospital. I dared not to open my eyes because I knew well enough that my sight was far beyond damage. For the first time since I arrived here, I could feel that my body was upright and not laying on a bed or some thing. Gradually, I could hear my surroundings a bit more clear. I could then make out what people were saying. I slowly opened my eye lids and the light shone brightly on my eyes. They adjusted and I could make out what some of the thing were.
Though I could not really tell what all of them were. In my head I could see myself holding something shiny. "You are awake," I heard a voice say. It was rather rough. I came back from my head and a lady stood in front of me. No, it was a young woman. In her teenage years. "Dad did say you could wake up anytime" Her hair was black and quite lengthy. It reached her waist. "So what is your name?" Why does she have a lot of questions? I looked around while still in the position I was in. "Are you ignoring me for some reason that I do not know?" I heard her question good. Her voice was melodical?? I mean sweet. I tried to sit up and my back hurt like hell, my head began spinning and I felt a bit whoozy. Sleep overcame me and I was back.