I slowly open my eyes, as my eyes open the haze starts to clear. The light starts to brighten up. I look up and see the bright white ceiling,
“Hmm, my room doesn’t have a white ceiling”. I turn my head and see hospital equipment and immediately the flashback starts to reel in my head.
I ran, hugged Hiram, the bullet. I try to jerk my body up and the unbearable pain is my reward. I wince.
The door opens and the doctor walks in.
“Whoa, don’t try to get up, your wound is not very severe, but you still need rest.”
I nod and slowly lay back down. I am worried about James. I wonder if he is okay.
“Doctor, there was another victim, his name was James, do you happen to know what happened to him?”
The doctor pauses his work. Oh no, pause is never a good sign. Why is he not saying anything?
