Out of Time
You wake up, disoriented and blinded by the glint of the sun's rays peering through the window. There's an instant burning sensation in the back of your throat when you try to speak. You sit up, wondering where the heck you are and how you ended up here. You realize you're in a hospital room that might be used during a quarantine or something. Then the strangest thing happened. You can't remember how you ended up here. You can remember various memories from your life, like your fifth birthday and your first day of high school, but you just can't seem to remember how you ended up in the hospital.
Confused, you try to get up from your bed; however, you are halted in your tracks by what feels like needles prickling your feet. It takes a few minutes, but eventually you muster enough strength to stand up. At first it is difficult, but you are able to manage walking by holding onto nearby furniture as if your life depended on it. Your hand is turning the doorknob when you hear a faint swoosh by your side. Looking over, you realize it was a card that had fallen off of a table that you must have clumsily bumped into when opening the door. Stifling pain, you bend down and grab the lavender card. Upon opening, you are overwhelmed with the scribbles of black pen, but by who? At first, you assume your parents or a friend, but the card says otherwise. It is from your Aunt Carol, but you can't remember anyone with that name. You must still be confused from the sleep. Your eyes begin to skim over the letter's text after reading your aunt's words. She hopes I get better? Better from what? You turn you body to the center of the room, hoping to find answers. In that moment, you freeze in shock, the card slipping out of your fingers. In front of you lies the unmoving body of yourself. What is going on? Is this a dream? You walk to the bedside of your lifeless body and snap your fingers, but you don't move a muscle. You are becoming impatient and begin to take a more aggressive approach. You reach to shake yourself awake, but your hands only feel air as they pass through the body.
This isn't happening. Stress and anxiety builds in your chest until it become too much to bear. You yell at the top of your lungs, but no one answers... At the end of the room, you notice an exit door and run towards it. Do you stay in the room or choose to escape?
Confused, you try to get up from your bed; however, you are halted in your tracks by what feels like needles prickling your feet. It takes a few minutes, but eventually you muster enough strength to stand up. At first it is difficult, but you are able to manage walking by holding onto nearby furniture as if your life depended on it. Your hand is turning the doorknob when you hear a faint swoosh by your side. Looking over, you realize it was a card that had fallen off of a table that you must have clumsily bumped into when opening the door. Stifling pain, you bend down and grab the lavender card. Upon opening, you are overwhelmed with the scribbles of black pen, but by who? At first, you assume your parents or a friend, but the card says otherwise. It is from your Aunt Carol, but you can't remember anyone with that name. You must still be confused from the sleep. Your eyes begin to skim over the letter's text after reading your aunt's words. She hopes I get better? Better from what? You turn you body to the center of the room, hoping to find answers. In that moment, you freeze in shock, the card slipping out of your fingers. In front of you lies the unmoving body of yourself. What is going on? Is this a dream? You walk to the bedside of your lifeless body and snap your fingers, but you don't move a muscle. You are becoming impatient and begin to take a more aggressive approach. You reach to shake yourself awake, but your hands only feel air as they pass through the body.
This isn't happening. Stress and anxiety builds in your chest until it become too much to bear. You yell at the top of your lungs, but no one answers... At the end of the room, you notice an exit door and run towards it. Do you stay in the room or choose to escape?