Angels and Death - Samantha Thomas (the chimp paradox .txt) 📗

did you say something else?" "Not that I’m aware of?" Scott said. "Over here! She's still trapped in the car, she was the driver." "What?" I shouted, I had to over the mysterious yelling.

What the hell is going on? I don’t remember this happening, this was never said. "AAHHH!" I screamed as I heard the most horrific sounds. Metal being shredded, ripped open. Saws sawing at deafening velocity. The screeching continued for quite some time, and then it was quite. Scott sat on the side of me waiting for my response to his compliment. "Thank you" I replied. Scott smiled at me and put his arm around my shoulders very gently. I leaned into his warm embrace. Scott leaned in for the kiss I new, would shake my world, because I had been there done that. (because this was a dream of what had already happened)and then Scotts soft welcoming lips melted onto mine, with such delicacy, it made my skin break out in a new batch of goose bumps.

I shivered from the intense feelings growing within my very core, they shook and writhed ready to expose me. Scott took that as I was cold, and promptly took of his sweater for me to wear. With my head down, I mumbles my shy "thanks" and as he went to place it over my shoulders and back, I felt like I was being shaken by someone. My head instantly snapped up looking for the reason. Scott sat there the same as ever, no change at all, only Scotts hands never came back down like they were supposed to.

It was as if he were frozen in place. I stared back at him with confusion setting in. I glanced around down at Waterfire and everything was as Scott now was... frozen. This never happened what is going on?... I’m starting to panic now "Scott!" I yelled, "Scott, Scott, SCOTT ANSWER ME!" "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" and then the picture of this setting started melting just like taking a lighter to a photograph. within seconds Scott was gone. Everything was gone.


...... nothingness... "I’m starting compressions.... one....two....three....four....five ppppffffffffff one....two....three....four....five ppppfffffffff " nothingness..... beep... beep...beep

What’s that? What’s that beeping? why am I beeping? Its so quiet, save for the beeping.. What is this? Everything is so dark where am I? I take in a deliberate breath to steady myself. It smells sterile, clean too clean. like bleach. Yuck. What is going on? Oh my eyes, their closed, huh? The only place I can recall smelling this way is a hospital, but... I’m not at a hospital, why the hell would I be at a hospital? Now being worked up, my body jerked in reaction, and wished to hell that it hadn’t.

Agony! Oh my god! beep..beep..beep..beepbeepbeepbeepbeep... What the hell? Whats happening to me? Help! Someone anyone! Help please it hurts! Please Please! ..beepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeep... Cant anyone hear me? "HELP! JESUS HELP ME ANYYYONEEE!" I screamed with all my might. My eyes opened with my terror. White all white. Blinding, white outside, and white within. White hot agony, I wish I was dead. I wish I was dead so bad. I wish I had never been born. I would do anything ANYTHING! please... someone put me out of my misery!

"DO IT! DO IT ! KILLLL ME PLEASE!" Then I saw some yellow within my white hell. Not welcome, but different none the least. The yellow floated closer, until it began to take shape. The shape became more pronounced, more solid. It was a someone, a yellow someone, to put me out of my misery, like the dog at the pound no one wants. Hopefully, if god ever loved me he would give me this. My yellow savior was a yellow man, odd... he doesn’t look like thought he would.

Yellow man has on jeans with holes in the knee's. He has on a white ACDC shirt, and more odd.. he's covered in blood. Yellow reaches over and puts his fingers to my for-head and the white is gone. All gone. No more pain no more white hell. Yellow man is still yellow though, my agony just vanished. I must be dead this is to sweet. "Thank you" I tried to mouth but everything was oddly slow. Slow and then still. then I saw the most beautiful thing... a blue light shown down on me then... must be heaven. Don’t need to tell me twice. I smiled big and loving, I feet incredible I have no words...I closed my eyes. I’m ready.

Nothing. I waited, still nothing. So I peaked. The blue still washed over me with the warmest veil, like Gods silk ,warmed by the sun in a private meadow, filled with wild flowers.

But I stayed were I was. But yellow man, began moving, only he.. was going up. what the hell? then the yellow intensified, growing, and growing. The blue following suit, then yellow collided with the blue and green smoldered through out the air. Then there was a tremendous flash like from a digital camera the size of New York and if lightening went off in every city of every state at the same time, together. That massive. then I was out, yet again.


When I awoke, the first thing a saw was the massive metal cage, I was enclosed in. the cage held my legs in huge heavy white casts.
My legs where in the air, strung by metal cables. After the shock that was my legs, I risked another fruitful look around. I was in a hospital bed, with tubing and wires, to and from every direction. Some pumping liquid in, and some sucking it out. There was machines beeping and blurting, doing my body’s work for me. I was in tremendous pain, and then the beeping and blurting sped. Well I guess that car last night really wrecked me, at least I’m alive, somewhat.. poor green baby... a dinging sounded off then, DING..DING...DING... and with it a nurse appeared. she saw I was awake and left the room instantly. Ok? DING..DING...DING... I took a look around my room this time, the usual, white walls, crappy floral wall paper border, a chair with a man in it, a TV, and a window. yup pretty standard. A CHAIR WITH A MAN IN IT?

The man was asleep in the hospital chair, and I just stared at him, with dumbfounded shock. Who the hell a-r-e you?? just then the nurse appeared again, and this time brought friends and big needles. The friends wore white jackets so I’m assuming they're doctors. And nurse, took the big needles and said " Don’t’ worry honey, this will take care of the pain. Ok?" as she stuck the needles into the iv attached to my hand. " Hello Samantha, I’m Dr. Richardson. I’m glad to see your awake. Do you remember what happened?"

As I was trying to answer his questions my throat began throbbing, with a burning rawness. I choked, and coughed. I just realized I hadn’t used my voice at all, so I didn’t understand why that was. Was it from last night? When I screamed right before the car struck?
Still I tried answering, then promptly gave up and tried for a nod, shouldn’t have done that. I cried out in pain and that hurt too. "I’m sorry Samantha, you were intubated, and when your breathing stabilized we removed the tube, that's why your experiencing the discomfort in your throat. My colleague here, Dr. Sitkotra will explain just exactly what, happened to you, and the extent of your injury’s, alright?"

I mouthed "Car accident " and a small sound came out with it, to help clarify my words. Dr Sitkotra said "Thats right, you were in a car accident. A quite horrific one at that. It was touch and go for awhile, your lucky to be alive." I already knew that. what I wanted, was an answer to a more pressing situation. Who the hell was stranger guy setting up shop in my hospital chair? so I gave that a go, see if Dr. has an answer for that.

" Who’s that? " I mouthed and rolled my eyes over to were the U.S.H. sat. (Unidentified. Sitting. Hotty) Dr. Richardson didn’t answer nor did Dr. Sitkotra. " Honey, he came with you, stayed the whole week. never left the hospital. He's the man who hit you."

My mouthed words, and thoughts, failed me then. my mouth morphed into a wide shocked O and stayed.

When my minds wheels began spinning again, a new thought emerged. it must have made home on my face because, the nurse had an answer for that too. "Not really sure, but my guess is...guilt. Girly you sure have one heck of a guardian angel sitting on your shoulders. That young man over there as well, he walked away with not one scratch on him. I still cant believe it, maybe that’s why he stays?..... Any ways you need your rest! can I get you anything sweetie? The morphine should kick in very soon." she reached under my bed and came back with a wire with a button on it and said " Well, if you need anything, anything at all, you just press this button ok?" she placed it by my right hand and walked out of the room. Dr. Richardson's beeper went off. He mumbled his good bye's in his rush, and he too left the room.

That left Dr. Sitkotra, beside's the strange man and myself. Dr Sitkotra began droning on, and on, about my injury's. He spoke clearly and efficiently but I didn’t hear a thing. I was devoured, in the revelation of this guy in my chair. While dr. chatted on, I wearily stole a glance over to the left where the man who hit me sat. I still wore the look of dumbfounded shock, but now their was an under current of amazement there as well. He had dark brown hair like myself, but his held lighter highlights, almost blond. It was nice to look at. He had lightly tanned skin, and his build was average, thin but not skinny. He wore ugly vomit green scrubs, I guess i no why with all the time he spent here. How odd he would do this. Why would he do this? He has no idea who I am, nor I to him.



He was very pleasant to look at, but I guess I already made that observation earlier in my U.S.H. statement. His shoes I noticed, had spots of blood on them, and that took me back to the present. Dr. Sitkotra was no longer in my room, guess he left while I day dreamed. good. I didn’t care what my injury’s were, I just wanted to sleep. I felt very warm and fuzzy all of a sudden. and very, very drowsy. I didn’t want to fight it any longer, so I slept.


CHAPTER 3.