There are many theories about this light at the end of the tunnel. Some say it is the light in the hospital when you are born in your new life. Others say it is the light of heaven or even the light of the hellfire. I personally don't know what I think of it, but I saw it. I was close, but was never totally able to reach it. I was so close! But the damn darkness had to pull me back in my corpse!
I slowly opened my eyes. Darts of pain were bringing me even farther away from the comforting light. After the pain, came the extreme coldness as my senses were catching up. The regular bip of the heart-rate monitor beside me, shoes hitting the ground, the fan… my brain was hurting from all the stimulation…. wait a sec…. Why would I have a heart-rate monitor beside my bed? Panicked, I tried to get up, but only got tangled in all the tubes that were maintning me alive a couple of minutes ago. Two residents immobilized me on my bed.
"It's okay sir, you're safe now….", one gently murmured.
Even though I was still shaking, I stop fighting. They removed the tube inside my mouth. I turned to the one who talked. Seeing her beautiful curly long hair hanging tight in a low bun and her deep emerald green eyes, I couldn't help myself but be stupid:
"Are your married?"
She laughed.
"Should I take that as a no?" I added.
The amused look she gave me said it all.
"Let's say I'm glad you are back so quickly to being yourself"
My eyes drifted on her curved hips as she talked when it hit me.
"Why wouldn't I be?" I asked, not sure I really wanted to know.
"We just reanimated you, sir. Usually, it takes longer to…" she started.
"Why… Why would you reanimate me…?"
"Well, your heart stopped…"
"I know what reanimate means!" I snapped. "What happened?"
She exchanged a look with the other resident, a giant guy probably in his 30s.
"You don't remember?"
I shook my head. She grabbed a small torchlight and took a look at my eyes.
"Everything seems fine…. weird…." she whispered to herself. "Three days ago you arrived here covered in blood. You were looking for someone who wasn't hospitalized here…."
"Ok… Was it my blood?"
"No… We think it was your friend's…."
I waited for her to continue.
"But…?" I encouraged her.
"You turned around and hum…."
She took a deep breath.
"Someone shot you. One bullet. Straight in the heart."