GENERAL HOSPITAL AM I THE KILLER

The Slumber Party

"WHAT DO I DO?" Jason came back with.

"Reality… is… changing," the voice said. "You have… no choice… but to go out… the door instead of the window," the voice concluded.

"Then what will I do next?" Jason asked.

"Run…" the voice simply said…

Jason placed the receiver back on the phone and then he headed for the door. As he reached for the doorknob, he took one last look at the dead nurse on the ground; and the swirl shaped knife slices on her naked upper body and the blank expression in her dead eyes. And, as before, he had no idea who the woman was; then again, he hardly knew who he was, so that could mean anything. Had he murdered the innocent nurse named Carly Spencer?

And then the last word that the man had said on the phone thundered through his mind; RUN!

But he couldn't leave her like that; exposed. He took a moment and closed the front of her lab coat, hiding the gruesome carving on her upper body.

"I'm sorry," Jason told the dead woman's body, "I'm sorry if I did this to you, Carly Spencer. I hope someday I will know why."

And with that, Jason stood back up and went over to the door and opened it, and left the room; closing the door behind him so as to hide the horror, if only for a moment longer, inside the room.

What he hadn't noticed was that when he closed the dead woman's lab coat, the syringe needle he had found next to him on the bed had fallen out of his shirt, unheard, onto the soft carpeted ground.

Now, out of the room, Jason blended in as best as he could with the doctors, nurses and patients who bustled about the busy hospital surroundings.

All he knew, so far, was that his name was possibly Jason. And by all accounts, he may have murdered the nurse. The world outside the window of this room was the view of a brick wall, and someone, the man on the other end of the phone call, was seemingly trying to help him.

He got into an elevator with others, and as it began to descend, he put his hand in the left pocket of the black leather jacket he was wearing; there was a folded piece paper in the pocket.

He took the piece of paper out and opened it to find there was a simple note and it read; go to Rose Kelly's cafeteria on the Fifth Floor to get your wallet. Any time after 11.

And then, for the first time, he also realized he was wearing a ring on his ring finger. Was he married? And if so, who was she? Where was she?

He exited the elevator at the fifth floor. But then, once again, something strange happened. He happened to look at the clock on the wall above the nurse's station, just as it struck 1100AM.

And then, the clock's chimes began to chime. Then, at that exact moment, everyone around him, everyone, began to fall to the ground as if they had all fallen asleep at the same time. And the overhead lights suddenly began emitting light at a lower level, perhaps, 25watts; just like in his room earlier; flickering as well.

He crouched down, next to the woman who had collapsed next to him. He checked her wrist and was relieved to find that she was still alive. She, as well as all the others; were apparently sleeping. Jason could only wonder why he hadn't fallen to sleep as well.

Suddenly a man crouched down next to Jason.

"Who are you?" Jason demand. "And what the hell is happening to all these people?" He motioned toward all the unconscious people around them; the lights blinking over head like twitching waves of now you see them and now you don't.

The man seemed panicked, and spoke quickly and strangely.

"Jason," the man said, "I…am…Patrick Drake…the man…from…the phone. I don't…have time to…talk…to you…because they will be…coming…for me. Hide…as best…as you…can until I…can…find…you again. You are…our last hope."

And with that, Patrick ran off down one of the blinking long hallways, and once again Jason could wonder if the world was upside down or was he?

But then Jason's mind had a spasm, which made him lose his balance and he was no longer crouching, but sitting on the floor, his back propped up aloong the wall. And as he closed his eyes to fight the spasm, images, very sporadic and very odd feeling, flurried across his mind. He saw himself as a child, or was it really him? He then saw himself as an adult standing with a beautiful woman atop a tall building gazing at the sunrise. The special place they were standing at was called Hardy's View.

Her name was also on the tip of his tongue, and then he had it...he had her name! Elizabeth! Her name was Elizabeth and she...was...his...wife.

But then the image of Elizabeth was replaced by the carved upper torso of Carly Spencer. If Elizabeth was his wife, then why was he in a medical bed kissing Carly? And, more importantly, why had he slaughtered Carly? WHAT WAS WRONG WITH HIS MIND; and then it clicked! THE INJECTION!

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Steve Burton as Jason

Jason Thompson as Dr. Patrick Drake