Everything is white. The lights are blindingly bright and makes the already white room glow intensely that he has to blink multiple times before he could actually see where he was. But he didn't need to. The sound of a rhythmically beeping monitor tells him all he needs to know. It doesn't take a genius to know where you hear such a beeping sound. So the real question was not where was he, but why he was here? But he answers his own question when suddenly he starts to see scenes of a person crashing into a pole. He realises that person is him. It was all coming back to him like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. He had had an amazing day and was heading home and on the way he lost control of the steering wheel due to too much excitement and had crashed.
Finally his eyesight adjusted to the obnoxiously bright lights and he looked down to see himself dressed in hospital clothes but not in a cast or anything. It worries him how long he has been here. But he pushes the thought away and starts to analyse his hospital room. A door to his right, a tv above and center aligned to his bed, a heart monitor and IV line connected to his left hand. A rather large window to the left. But it's blinds are shut so he is not able to tell what time of the day it is because of the bright lights drowning out any light coming through the escape holes in the blinds. Just then a nurse walks in and heads towards the window most likely to open the blinds not realising the pair of eyes looking at her. But they no longer look at her but the world outside the window.
"This cannot be the present," his scratchy voice rings out. The nurses head snaps towards the voice, with shock. But his eyes are still stuck on the view outside the window. He feels panic start to rise in him as though it were an adrenaline rush as questions rapidly start forming in his mind. How long had it been since the crash? What day was it? What year was it? Why are there flying cars outside? At his panic the nurse rushes to his side and tries to reassure him, "Sir there is nothing to be worried about, just take deep breaths sir. Deep breaths." her soothing voice flows to his ears and surprisingly calms him as she repeats those last words multiple times. "I'm going to go get , could you sit calmly till then? Here you can sip on some water." She hands him a glass with a straw. He nods at the nurse, Alex, he had read on her name tag as she heads out the door.
When she returns she has a doctor hot at her heels. He walks up to him and simply states the following out of the clipboard in his hand, "It's good to see you awake Mr. Jackson. It's been twenty years since you crashed and today is 6th November, 2041…" He doesn't hear anything the doctor drags on about after, because the room starts to spin and the words 2041 ringing in his years.