Dr Archeville Posted October 25, 2010 Share Posted October 25, 2010 October 10th (Sunday), 6:49pm Visiting hours ended at five, but the people at the hospital were always really nice about letting her stay a little later. Her chair faced the bed as she spoke softly to the sleeping boy,"You know they are having a in a few weeks, the little ones are very excited about it. I passed by and they have decorated the floor that they stay on. Apparently they are going to go around to gather sweets from all the rooms and Ms. Cynthia suggested I bring some bags to share with them."Watching his face, she looked for a response or something that seemed to show that he was listening, but there was nothing. There was no moment or sound that was his own. His breathing was light, and toned out by the beeping of the machine they had put onto his heart. His body didn't move, so the sheets around his bed were always flat and wrinkle free. But still he was still here because she was still here. She knew she was still here because her shadow loomed over his bed and became longer as the sun was setting. It was time for her to leave. Outside of the room seemed a bit of an inverse of what she had seemed. Even in a place for the sick, everyone seemed so full of life and because of the holiday they seemed to be in constant movement. Several nurses were putting up little decorations for each room, while doctors passed them with the look that they had something important to be doing. There was nobody around that was not in white, and on this hall there was no one who would walk around in those paper dresses. This was the floor where they kept people like Dimitrius, people who though they looked alive so void of any real life, and when she went down the stairs she would pass the place where there were people with no life. The idea of passing the morgue almost always made Etain's skin crawl just a little, but it was preferable to the alternative. She could not understand how humans could so easily ride in those little metal boxes. It was not a long walk, three floors perhaps of her walking directly in the middle of the stairs away from the hand rails. Getting to the bottom she used her umbrella to push the safety bar and walk quietly down the hallway to the hospitals lobby. This time, she was not alone in her walk, as she moved down she had to push herself against the wall as one of those metal beds was walked along with those plastic bags that they sometimes stored the life impaired. It was something she had seen before, though she almost always averted her eyes to the scene as they moved and she quickened her pace down the hallway. However, there was something strange. As she moved down the hallway even as they past she saw a slight trail that began just a few feet in front of her and passed, though faint at first, it was there a sort of magic she could not identify at first. It was this that made her turn full circle to see the people disappearing with the body into the morgue and the trail following it. Her eyes wide and her objective forgotten she sprinted down the hall and to the door. Catching the door before it closed she gave it a shove before screaming,"Move away, move away now!"They stared at her before a couple one of them moved towards her trying to ask what was wrong, the other however continued to unzip the bag,"No, wait, it is evil, move away."She ran past slipping from the other guys grip and shoving the worker out of the way as a hand moved out of the bag and grabbed onto her. She nearly yelped as she glanced at her, though the image of the moving copse might of scared her the aura was what did the work. She very nearly felt like she was going to be sick as she looked at the twisting horrid magic that wafted off of it as it tried to pull itself closer to her. She was almost entranced by the horror that she did not notice it pulling her hand closer to it. However when she saw it open it's mouth she came back to reality and lifted her umbrella with her other hand. Banging down hard onto it's face she hit the vile thing so it would let go, so that she could look away so that she would never have to look at it again. There was no blood splatter at the plastic umbrella started to crack from the impact and the creature kept pulling her in. The umbrella split on the still moving zombie and feeling it go limp she threw it away before the zombie reached out and grabbed her other hand. Feeling the additional cold grip she reeled and pulled backwards and took the zombie off the cart and onto the floor bring her with it. She nearly screamed again as it tried to grab onto her dress. Her free hand went into her purse and searched, searched for something. Grabbing something long and thin she pulled from her purse one of the needles Ms. Cynthia had bought her that she was supposed to use with yarn. She pulled it out and held it at it's end. The zombie was trying to pull itself out using her for leverage and as it grabbed onto the front of her dress she screamed as she plowed the pointed end of the plastic needle into it's eye. It was only then that the creature finally let go of her and that the hated magic started to fade. The watching hospital workers stared at her as she stood up and moved as far away as she could from the corpse leaning against the cool metal containers even as they stung because they could not scare her more then that horrid creature,"What the hell was that?"She looked over at him her voice strangled,"Evil" Link to comment
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