I was worried when I heard the news. I couldn't just get Sam in trouble, now I had to go and make her feel bad. Sam was already under confident, and self cautious, and now I made her feel bad. The last thing that I wanted was for Sam to get in trouble, but now, she was who knows where?
I lay on my bed, wanting to heal as fast as I could, so I could go and find Sam, but right now, I was so helpless.
They had already stitched me up, and all that was left of my injuries were some scratches, bruises, and an upset stomach. True, if I did anything rough or rowdy anytime soon, it would open the stitches, and I would have to go back.
But the thing was, that I was still able to be active, get up, walk around, and get back to my life, or in this case, finding Sam. As long as I was careful, my internal stitches and broken bones wouldn't be a problem.
But the doctors wouldn't allow it. They wanted me to heal completely. They meant well, but it was really standing in my way of finding Sam.
So that night, I arranged my pillows to make it look like I was sleeping in my bed, and I snuck out of the hospital. On my way out, I found a coat rack. I couldn't go out in these hospital clothes, so I snagged something to wear on my way out. I ended up wearing my black pants, a black leather jacket with a high collar, so that I wasn't recognized by any of the hospital workers. I grabbed a black round-brimmed hat on my way out, and tilted it low on my head, so that it covered most of my face.
Then I went out walking, into the brisk night air, with my hands in my pockets. It didn't take long for me to figure out that Sam wasn't walking around anywhere around the surrounding area.
Then, as I was about to give up, I found something strange. Nothing much, just a single fat cake. It was on the road leading into the woods. I walked on the woods road for a while, before I found myself going off road, out of impulse. I walked around for a while, before I got the strange sensation that I was being watched.
I turned around, and looked up at Sam. I expected her to look angry at me, but instead, she looked frightened. Then I realized that she didn't recognize me. I looked like a complete stranger in this getup that I was wearing.
