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Alice Ch. 3
An emptied sandbox was filled with puppies. Alice was one of them. She knew she wasn't like the others, but was unsure of the reason. Perhaps it was because she understood what the humans were saying?
She watched as a group of three men walked by the sandbox, two of them unfamiliar, speaking cheerfully to the third. The Third. There was something wrong with him. It was Jesus, but his familiar icy gaze frightened Alice. She felt a chill as they passed, still conversing gaily. The Jesus imposter kep an eye, only one, on Alice. She tried desperately to hide, play dead, even, as they passed. She knew she was going to die. Seconds after closing her eyes, she felt a strong hand grab her by the shoulder and shake. It burned. Hell burns...
Alice woke, absolutely petrified, soaking in a mixture of cold sweat and tears. The large nurse from the previous night was standing over her, with one hand firmly on Alice's right shoulder. "Alice. Wake up. It was only
Alice Ch. 2
When they arrived at Priscilla Ainsley Memorial ER three hours later, Chris L kept his distance. Alice was escorted into the hospital by Chris B, who sat patiently with her until the on-call psychiatrist was ready to see her. As the doctor approached them, Chris lightly touched Alice's shoulders, leaned in, and whispered "be well." Then, he was gone. The warm and wonderful person who made her feel okay was off to do the same for his next patient. She sighed as the tears began to flow again. Alice was not one for goodbyes, especially today.
The psychiatrist introduced himself as Dr. Jordan, and took Alice into his neat little office. At this point, she was so anxious she thought she was going to be ill. Dr. Jordan didn't look all that friendly; his cold blue eyes struck her as calculating and judgmental, and his face seemed to be made of granite. She just wanted this all to be over, so she could sleep. Forever, if she could get away with it.
"Alice, welcome to
Alice Ch. 1
Beep. Beep. Beep. The machines chimed at steady intervals. Alice could hear them in the background, but had no idea what they were. There were also the voices, hurried, and muffled by the sound of her heart beating in her ears. One of them was crying. She became very aware of the blackness surrounding her as the constant mechanical beeping got louder...
And then she was awake, only for seconds, but long enough to see a doctor she didn't know attaching electrodes to her bare chest Beep. Beep. Beep And out. The blackness resumed its cool grip.
Alice woke with a start as the plane ascended. She had been unconscious, and had no idea where she was, or why in Hades she was there. The colors around her began to solidify as her eyes regained their focus, and she saw two paramedics watching her, concerned.
"Are you okay, Alice?" one of them asked.
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