Movement. All around me. I heard shouts, opening and closing of a door.
Rushed voices and someone yelling.
Was something happening?
I stirred and opened my eyes a little and looked into the green eyes of a man. He was handsome and had a nineteen forties hair style. He smiled and pushed a hand over my forehead.
"Hey there," he said softly, the room suddenly going quiet. "How you feeling?"
I opened my mouth but I didn't reply. I just stared at him. He chuckled and smoothed my hair back some more.
"It's ok, just rest. We'll find you."
"I'm not lost." I whispered, feeling tried. "I'm right here."
"Don't forget me. Don't believe the lies."
"What lies?"
"I'll see you soon to tell you everything. Rest. Close your eyes."
"JACK!"
'Jack', the man with his hand on my head sat up and looked to the left. I closed my eyes and breathed in, feeling free. Weightless.
"We'll find you." Came a British voice. "We always find the people we love."
"Then hurry…Doctor."
