Casaundra groaned when she woke up. The lights were too bright and her wrist burned.
"Be careful Cass, we don't want the wrist to get much worse." A man said. He had black hair and blue eyes. The tone of his voice was soft and caring.
"Mike, is that you?" Casaundra muttered. She tried to open her eyes, but she hurt. The man chuckled at her and brushed her hair out off of her face.
"Yeah, it's me." Mike answered.
"Mike, I don't know what hurts more, my head or my wrist." She whimpered. Mike picked her off the couch she was on and sat down with her on his lap. She snuggled close to him and he hummed in content. While her breathing evened out, Mike thought that she looked peaceful when she slept. Jeremy watched the two very closely.
"You two seem close," Jeremy stated. "It wasn't a question or anything mean, just an observation."
"We grew up together, the three, no four of us, kid." Mike said, not even looking at Jeremy. "We were even working together. Then Scott and Vincent found a group of dead bodies and called the cops. Everybody came. There was this huge investigation. They found a video tape of Vincent killing the kids. Nobody saw the tape and I always wondered if it was real. Anyway her brother was convicted and suffered death by the electric chair. She started drinking 'round then. When she wasn't drinking she was studying. She's a MD now if you want to know."
Jeremy blinked. "That was a lot of history, even for this place."
Meanwhile at a nearby hospital, Vincent was scouting the coma patients. He saw a kid about twenty five standing over a bed. Vincent didn't know how he knew, but the kid was a ghost.
"Not what you thought it would be huh, kid?" Vincent said as he was planning the ultimate revival trick.
"No, it's not, probably because I'm still alive. Hey, aren't you-" The kid said, but was quickly interrupted by Vincent.
"The guy who killed the kids? No, I get confused with the sick bastard a lot." Vincent grimaced at the memory. Then with a quick turn of his head Vincent studied the kid. "Hey, man, I gotta ask you a question-" Vincent was interrupted this time by the kid.
"Yeah, Go ahead. Just don't ask something stupid... ok?" The kid said as he stared Vincent in the eye. Vincent stood over the body, thinking.
"Hey man, What's your name? I would like to know before I, you know….." Vincent asked in a muted tone, almost sad.