Part One- The Wait
The stench of rubber, metal, blood and desperation hits her all at once when she passes the double doors into the polished, white hallway. Her shoulders were slumped in defeat, blue eyes had already lost their light. Heavy bags circled those lost eyes, the result of another night she cried herself to sleep.
Even though she was tired, exhausted and defeated, hope never stopped whispering to her in that lonely white piece of hell, just like every day in these past two years.
Because a mother never loses hope on her child.
The woman entered the too-familiar room. Blank. Always blank. White room, white sheets, the occasional blue-green.
The aura of depression could never be ignored.
The golden-haired boy laid in the hospital bed like every day, eyes closed. His favorite white hat sat in the small table next to him, along with small presents from occasional visitors… and a picture of his best friend, his dog Jake.
The fantasy of one day seeing the color of those dark eyes of his again… it was too good to be true.
But she never loses hope on her son.
Beep.
Beep.
Who knew that a stupid accident on a tree house would result on this? Losing two years of your teenage life? He had just turned fifteen three weeks ago.
Beep.
Beep.
Her baby… her Finn… in a coma since he was thirteen.
She sat on the usual spot next to the bed, an uncomfortable white chair, letting the constant beeps remind her that her son was still there. That he was still alive, just living a dream.
She tried to comfort herself, thinking that maybe he was having adventures in his sleep… like he used to when he was standing.
Beep.
Beep.
"Hi, honey-" Her voice cracked, a knot tying up on her throat. "I-I'm back."
She waited for his silent response, as always.
"I was checking on Jake, you know, your best friend?"
Beep.
"Remember? We used to pretend he could talk…"
Silence.
"He's not the same without you, sweetheart, but he'll be there when you wake up… and everything will be back the way it was."
Beep.
Beep.
A tear escaped from her eye as she held on to her son's hand.
Author's Note: Hello, thank you for choosing to read my story.
Sad, I know.
I'm planning on this to be a short-story of about three or four parts…
So, by know you should know that this is based on a theory of the truth behind Adventure Time, what some people think it's the story it was based on.
Finn is on a coma, dreaming the Land of Oo and his adventures with his dog Jake.
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*NEXT ON 'The Truth About Our Adventures'*:
Finn gets a visit... from a special lady.
Will he ever wake up?
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