Chapter 14: Nightmare Crossing
Phineas was still in the A and E. I hadn't slept since the night I woke up screaming. 3 days ago. Our families couldn't get here due to the ash cloud from Iceland. So he was probably going to die, without his family. His grandparents had visited here, and were staying in a nearby hotel. I really need to sleep.
Nurse's POV
She was clearly suffering from Post-Traumautic Stress. I mean, I know I would if I watched my best friend fall backwards right in front of me. It doesn't help that she's in a foreign country on another continent that speaks the same, yet a different, language (there are a lot of differences!). And that her friend ingested a drug in a quantity that has killed 99% of fully grown men within 20 minutes. And she believes that this is all her fault.
Wow. I suppose that makes them both miracles.
She's lost quite a bit of weight. So's he. Both are still in a somewhat healthy category.
Isabella's POV
Everything became fuzzy again. I HAVE to get some sleep.
I was in the ER. Walking down the hallway. I looked at a door and saw the name. I walked past it but stopped. I walked back. On it was my name. I looked at the medical clipboard.
Isabella Garcia-Shapiro. 1994-present
Admitted July 21, 2024
Reason: It was blank there. But I walked in. I could hear the doctors talking.
"Looks like stress caught up with her."
I left. It was just a dream, no? I went to the next room. It had Phineas' name on it. Literally. I looked at that medical clipboard.
Phineas Flynn. 1994-2005
Admitted July 17, 2005
Wait, he was dead?
Reason: Ingested Cyanide.
Notes: Made a strong fight for his life. Survived far longer than logically possible. Fully grown man should have died in 20 minutes.
Death: July 21, 2005. Unexplained. Death not from Cyanide Poisoning.
Tomorrow. It was just a nightmare. I opened the door.
Phineas had been shot through the head. I looked at the last inspection times. 0655. 1004.
I looked around. There I was, lying on the floor crying. I walked over to myself, with tears in my eyes, and put a hand on my-her shoulder. She looked up and grabbed me in a huge hug. She whispered in my ear, "This is all real..."