Squeaky

Chirp...chirp...

The moment I returned, I was looking around.  There were faces around me, only they were...friendly.  I thought that I had forgotten, oh, long forgotten what friendliness was...but I recognized those smiles...

Chirp...chirp...

I lay down onto the ground, feeling peace wash over me as my hands clasped together under my head...I felt dreamy, relaxed...calm...yes, that was the word...

Chirp...chirp...

Then, the sound happened.  It was a squeaky chirp...I knew that sound somehow...from a long time ago...what was it?  Crickets?  What could it be?

Chirp...chirp...

Then, the cage-like door...opened...and in stepped...who was that?

"Hiya, Mick," his voice chided, a suit hugging his body and a goatee hanging on his chin.  "I'm Doctor Emanuel."  He extended his hand, then realized something and put it away.  

"Hi," I said sheepishly, my eyes focused on his tie...I hated ties...the strangling feeling...however, he didn't seem all that bothered by it...

"How do you feel?" he asked, drawing nearer to me.  A pair of glasses sat on the bridge of his nose, his tiny eyes squinty behind them as he analyzed me from closer up.  His steps...were...

Chirp...chirp...


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