The hospital room- PART 4 - An original short story by Giantbear

                           

Sarah woke up a little while later.  She was back in the white room. She felt a burning sensation in her throat as if she breathed in something toxic. She was shivering, although she was covered in some kind of metallic blanket. The blanket made her think of the space blankets they use on an accident scene.  She tried to lift her head to see what was going on around her but she had a terrible headache.  

She lay still for a few moments and then tried to sit up again. Her hands were not restrained this time and she was able to push herself up on her elbow. The bright white blinding lights were back on and it didn't help with her terrible headache. 

She felt nauseous all of a sudden and turned her head to the side just in case. As she turned her head, she caught something in the corner of her eye, but it was something she wished she had never seen. On the table not far from her she saw a glass bottle with some kind of organ inside. She was not sure if it was human, but with the events of the last few hours she would not be surprised. Something triggered and she quickly lifted the blanket to check her upper body.  She felt relieved when she couldn't find any wounds.  

She knew that she couldn't get out of the room, but she felt awkwardly safe in this room all of a sudden.  She shrieked when she heard the door open behind her and was too scared to turn around.  She had no idea what was coming and turned cold when she felt a cold hand on her shoulder. She just froze and did not dare move.  

A voice whispered from behind into her ear.  She could feel her heart beating in her throat and was surprised when she understood what the voice said.  

"Do not try and escape.....  nothing here is at it seems....when the time is right I will help you..."

She sat there frozen for a few seconds too scared to move, and then quickly turned around to see who spoke to her.  She was just too late...she only caught a glimpse and literally saw the color of the jacket he was wearing before the glass doors closed. Were there other humans here?  Was she going mad?  

She lay down on the bed with very mixed feelings.  She still had no idea what to expect or what was going to happen.  All she knew was that there were some kind of hope, and where there is hope, there is life....