A Dream

As Doctor Paul finished observing the patient, James Freeman, he went into his office down the hall to write down what he saw. Ten minutes later his office phone rang and the receptionist said that Mrs. Clara Monroe from the Health Inspectors was there to take another check-up on the offices and cells on their floor. Dr. Paul said to come up whenever she is ready to inspect the hallways. When she arrived, the Doctor showed her his newest patient that they found in a hotel. The Inspector, Clara, asked Paul what the patient was doing. He said that he had no idea but his brainwaves were slightly off the charts. After expecting each office and asking questions about each of the patient's she said farewell and started down the elevator. Two floors down the power went out and she heard screaming outside the elevator on the third floor. As the screaming died down, she let out a sigh of relief. Then a fist punched the elevator door and left an indent on it. After that punch, another fist, and another until the entire elevator door was covered in fist indents. Soon after that, whoever was on the other side forced open the doors with a super-human strength. It turned out that this wasn't even a human being, it was a Teletubbie! And there were at least fifteen other different colored Teletubbies behind him trashing up the place. Her only thoughts were wondering what happened to the staff, it was clearly obvious since there were blood stains everywhere and Teletubbies searching for survivors to either kill or take them to wherever this Teletubbie was taking her. Everything from there went into a blur, as the big purple Teletubbie threw her on the ground.