"Open your eyes…everything will be ok now…everything is over…c'mon…"
I opened my eyes a slither and looked around. I only saw a flash of orange before I passed out again.
I woke up inside a rather shabby looking hospital. I tried to sit up but was immediately pushed back by what felt like hundreds of hands. I lifted my hand up to my head and rubbed it harshly, this causing more pain. I somehow found enough energy to lift my head and look around. I was on my own in a big room. Where did the hands come from then? Well, not quite alone. A boy was staring at me from the corner of the titanic room.
"It's over, and so am I. Carry on. Something amazing is going to happen. Forget…"
The boy took a step closer and placed his hand on my chest. How did he get from the corner to me in one step? He had an unusual glow about him. I knew him. He looked like me. Actually, he looked exactly me? Was he me? His glow started to fade. I looked directly at his face and was surprised to find that I could look straight through it!
"Who…are…y…you?" I just about managed to stutter. He smiled and leant down next to my ear.
"Your will be fine."
With that he stood up and turned around. His hands heightened slightly as he stretched his fingers. Sunlight streamed through the curtains hitting him directly in the chest. He looked like an angel. Little did I know. The last thing I saw was that boy turn around and smile at he. Then with a flick of his orange hair, disappear into the sunlight.
