Eyes like Daggers
Rodney Lovitz sat in an uncomfortable chair. His four companions sat on chairs. A small blond boy, Blake Day, clutched his teddy bear. The hospital environment was cold and sterile.
Lampy lifted up the box. He hated it when Radio broadcast his nightmares. And why did every one of his nightmares have the appliances as human?
That's when he saw her. Nurse Debbie. A tall, green-haired lovely woman with a cruel smile. Her uniform was impeccable. "Welcome! Let me show you to your accommodations."
The five got up and trudged through the door.
The box was slammed down. Kirby inched forward. "Why did you put a box over Radio?"
Lampy scratched his chin. "He's broadcasting his nightmares again." Lampy peered under the box.
A horde of scarred patients stared at the five as they passed. Debbie gave Rodney a kiss on the cheek. "Stay here until mealtimes... or if we need something from you."
Outside the dream, Radio turned a sickly shade of green.
A few minutes of Radio being in the box later, Blanky was the one to lift the box.
Radio was awake. "Oh, was I sleep-broadcasting again?"
His four friends stared at him.
"Robert was reading One Flew Over the Cuckoo's nest for literature class and..." Radio explained. "I had ol' Lampy here read it to me."
"And you made your own mental radio play starring us?" Lampy scolded him. "And this Debbie character?"
Radio nodded.