Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Six
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Nobody knows where they might end up. Well, suppose you do know. What if you woke up from a dream, and remembered that in your dream, when you reached age 35, you were going to be a surgeon or a scrub nurse. Suppose you were happy with that dream, and that's the turning point that changed your mind. Now let's say, in your dream, you died in a car crash. Would you be afraid to drive still, or would you face that fear with a dead on stare and get your license the very chance you could? Well, I had a dream last night, after talking to Jerek and finishing that day, and in that dream was the shadow of a man, standing behind a curtain, putting gloves on, and tying something to his face. He spoke to me, but no sound came from his lips. Instead of words and sound, there came words the color of white in a black bubble. As if he was smoking, and the cigar was doing the talking. He told me that I would be sent on a job the next day, and that included a hospital, and for that, I needed the help of five people. He told me Jerek was one, Tabra was another, Shropee was the third, I was the fourth, and the fifth one was him, but the problem was, when I asked him to tell me his name and step out from behind the curtain, he just laughed, clapped his hands together, and I woke up. Is that creepy, or am I really going to be going to a hospital for my next job? I sure hope not.
"C'mon Cyd, time to get up." Tabra's voice was in my ear, and that wasn't the way I liked it.
"I have a feeling." I said to him, and he laughed.
"What kind?" He asked.
"The kind that makes you feel the feeling." I answered.
"Get. Up."
"No. What if we are sent to go undercover at a hospital or something? I can't do that!" I said, and he looked at me.
"Whatever you ate or drank...don't eat or drink it again. Got it?" He grabbed my arm and yanked me onto my feet.
"Don't make me do this." I said, and he dragged me all the way to Dr. Shropee.
"Ready for today's news?" She asked me.
"Well, I don't have a choice, so just tell me." I said.
"Alright? Uhh...we have a job to do. We will be going undercover, teaming up with a man named Tom. Tom is a Doctor at the local hospital here in Missouri, and he wants to know why there is this weird liquidy stuff spreading around the hospital. We need Jerek, you, and Tabra to come with me to the hospital for the next job on our hands. Got it?"
Tabra looked at me. "What? I told you I had a feeling."
Tabra sighed, and made his way up the stairs to tell Jerek.
And I was right behind him.
Volume Six
BuffyFaithfan1
_______________________________
[FIVE]
Nobody knows where they might end up. Well, suppose you do know. What if you woke up from a dream, and remembered that in your dream, when you reached age 35, you were going to be a surgeon or a scrub nurse. Suppose you were happy with that dream, and that's the turning point that changed your mind. Now let's say, in your dream, you died in a car crash. Would you be afraid to drive still, or would you face that fear with a dead on stare and get your license the very chance you could? Well, I had a dream last night, after talking to Jerek and finishing that day, and in that dream was the shadow of a man, standing behind a curtain, putting gloves on, and tying something to his face. He spoke to me, but no sound came from his lips. Instead of words and sound, there came words the color of white in a black bubble. As if he was smoking, and the cigar was doing the talking. He told me that I would be sent on a job the next day, and that included a hospital, and for that, I needed the help of five people. He told me Jerek was one, Tabra was another, Shropee was the third, I was the fourth, and the fifth one was him, but the problem was, when I asked him to tell me his name and step out from behind the curtain, he just laughed, clapped his hands together, and I woke up. Is that creepy, or am I really going to be going to a hospital for my next job? I sure hope not.
"C'mon Cyd, time to get up." Tabra's voice was in my ear, and that wasn't the way I liked it.
"I have a feeling." I said to him, and he laughed.
"What kind?" He asked.
"The kind that makes you feel the feeling." I answered.
"Get. Up."
"No. What if we are sent to go undercover at a hospital or something? I can't do that!" I said, and he looked at me.
"Whatever you ate or drank...don't eat or drink it again. Got it?" He grabbed my arm and yanked me onto my feet.
"Don't make me do this." I said, and he dragged me all the way to Dr. Shropee.
"Ready for today's news?" She asked me.
"Well, I don't have a choice, so just tell me." I said.
"Alright? Uhh...we have a job to do. We will be going undercover, teaming up with a man named Tom. Tom is a Doctor at the local hospital here in Missouri, and he wants to know why there is this weird liquidy stuff spreading around the hospital. We need Jerek, you, and Tabra to come with me to the hospital for the next job on our hands. Got it?"
Tabra looked at me. "What? I told you I had a feeling."
Tabra sighed, and made his way up the stairs to tell Jerek.
And I was right behind him.
