I sat in the darkened corner, watching rain lash agaist the window on the opposite side of the room.
I felt like hell, though I'm sure I would of felt much worse if this hadn't been justified. I gave a slight change of expression, twisting my face into a crooked smile. It felt good.
My sore eyes swivelled across the room, sweeping down to the floor, into the corner adjacent to me. His eyes met mine, and although I knew it wasnt possible, I felt as if he were judging me. Him, judging me?!I felt a sudden rush of anger, swelling up from my stomach, pressing into the back of my throught. I couldn't help it. Suddenly the rage spewed out of my mouth, screaming and screeching at him, his eyes not moving.
"Look at me!" I screamed, again and again, until I grabbed him by his clothes, my hands slipping until the weight of him slid out of my grasp, leaving a trail of ruby red liquid on my hands.
"You deserved everything you got!" I screamed at him, closing my eyes, because his dead stare was like a piercing, definite scream inside my head.
And then it stopped, the screams and the rage had stopped. Slowly I opened my eyes. He wasn't there.
He wasn't there.
Suddenly, the room fell into darkness, then, as if the sun had come out, a sudden brightness swept over the room, revealing a white, clean, hospital looking dorm. Then, a slow creak echoed around the unfamiliar room.
A strange, plump woman in a nurses uniform walked into the room, with a pitying expression on her face.
"Hello, Miss Crown, and how are we doing today?" she said, looking at me with a sympathetic face.
Confused, I asked "Who are you and what are you doing here?"
"Well, dear, I work here, and, may I ask, do you know where you are?"
"Well, I thought..." I trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.
"OK dear, I think I'll leave you be." She set down a tray of food, opened the door and exited, closing the door behind her.