Chapter 11
Unknown day, time and location
Disorientation, confusion…
Pasty and sticky on her upper body, she could feel it. Heaviness, it was squeezing her.
"So this is what you feel when you get shot. No pain though, thank God! Wait, I can think, I'm not dead yet, or maybe it's just how it works. Isn't one supposed to be cold?"
All of a sudden the heaviness she sensed, went away.
"Oh here we go, can't feel my body anymore."
Her body was lifted.
"And now He is drawing me at Him. I wonder if I'll see the famous white light."
After a while, a blinding glow hit her eyes.
"Cool! Knock, knock Heaven's door!"
The sound of a squeaking gate.
"Uhm, for this to be Heaven, it would need some renovations or at least some oil on the hinges."
Suddenly a gust of wind.
"Here it comes the cold; I have a feeling that this is the time..."
And then, the nothingness, inside and outside; a total and complete comfort all around her.
At the beach again, but this time the temperature was perfect, the sunbed worthy of a 5 star hotel and the sound of the waves relaxing.
"Man! I could stay here my whole life… death… Do I seem selfish? Maybe a bit. I'm so sorry for Elliot though, hope his next partner won't be an absolute dimwit."
Unexpectedly, the image she was seeing started zooming out.
No, no, no, no, no, stop it! What the heck is going on? Let me go back there."
Beach, sea, sand and sun were now only a dot surrounded by black.
"NO! Please!"
That's when Olivia opened her eyes wide.
"Welcome back Liv!"
Olivia turned her head to the voice.
"You had a big thing going on in there huh? Wouldn't let go."
"Munch?" she said super confused.
"What's that tone? I know I'm not Mr. Universe, but a little bit of appreciation would be kind of you." Munch played with her.
"What? Whe… where am I? I'm dizzy…" she tried to raise her head but soon she gave up on the attempt and dropped it back on the pillow.
"You're at the hospital, and you're not dizzy, you're groggy from painkillers."
Olivia then looked around the room she was in trying to remember what happened.
"The room, the man, the fight, her arm, the gun pointed at her" she looked down and saw her arm in plaster hanging from her neck.
"How's Hailey?", she asked.
"She's good, already with her parents."
"What's the time?"
"It's Tuesday, 4.00 am. You've been sleeping since yesterday afternoon. Me, Fin and Elliot organised in turns."
"So… what happened down there?"
"Let's take it easy for now. You need to rest. Tomorrow morning, well later, Elliot will be coming here and he'll explain everything to you."
Olivia exhaled loudly, closed her eyes, and fell back asleep.