A Different Erol

So I finally woke up. I felt like crap. My body was tired, injured, and weak. I barely managed to sit up on the hospital bed I was on. I found myself in the room in which they kept those who were in comas. Everyone else in the room was in a coma lying down on other hospital beds. I touched my body to see if I had any bandages. It seemed I didn't have any until I touched my face. 'What the hell could've happened to my face?' I wondered as I felt that, oddly, only half of my face was bandaged. The other half was in good conditions besides some scratches from the explosion. I was lucky to be alive. And I would take advantage of that luck to its full potential. The first thing I would do after I got out of the damn hospital would be to kill Jak. That dream I had showed me how harsh I was on Jak. Jak was a good, nice, guy who didn't deserve that torture. So I wasn't angry at him for escaping the prison, hating me, trying to keep me away from Keira, none of that. He deserved to escape prison and leave those horrible tortures, I deserved to be hated after what I had done to him, and he deserved to be with Keira. He had known Keira longer than I had, and I didn't deserve her. But there was one thing that I still needed to settle the score with: he beat me in the race. No matter how much I deserved to lose and he deserved to win; nothing gets between me and my races. And I mean nothing.

So I got up from the bed barely managing to walk. I went outside the room and found the nearest doctor. I approached him and tried to open my mouth to speak; but couldn't due to the bandages. Damn bandages, I tried to rip them off and untie them; but it was useless. So I just patiently waited until the doctor turned around to face me.

"Oh!" said the doctor startled, "Are you Erol?"

I nodded since I couldn't speak. He took out a small notebook and wrote with a pen. He was probably marking that I had awoken. He walked beside me and continued to speak.

"Come, we'll take those bandages off soon" he informed me.

Glad to hear that, I smile the best I could with those damn bandages. The doctor told me to follow him and I obeyed. We walked down the long corridor of different hospital rooms until he opened one of the many doors. He went inside and signaled me to go in with his hand. I closed the door behind me and looked around the room. It was pretty dark in there. There was a bed- like chair there similar to those you lay on when you go to the dentist.

"Rest there until I get a nurse to remove the bandages" the doctor told me.

I did as he said and saw him go through a door in that same room. I wondered what had happened to my face. I had so many questions to ask as soon as they took the bandages off. So I waited for what seemed like an eternity until a beautiful nurse came to the room from the door the doctor had gone through. She walked towards the bed-like chair I was resting on combing her blonde hair with her hand.

"Are you the guy who crashed with the Eco a month ago?" she asked me.

'A month ago!?' I thought. Damn I had been unconscious for a hell long time. My eyes widened as I hear what the nurse asked me. But I soon got over the shock and nodded.

"You can't speak with those bandages on huh?" she asked a question she knew the answer to.

So she slowly proceeded to taking the bandages off. She used some special tools at times, but used mostly her hands. She carefully did a lot of twist and turns with her hands and strange-looking tools and voila. After what seemed like another eternity, those damn bandages were gone. The nurse saw my face and covered her open mouth with her hands. It seemed like my face looked horrible. 'Oh no' I thought as I saw the shocked nurse. I sat up as the nurse handed me a mirror. I looked into the mirror to see what the nurse was so afraid of.

"In the name of Mar!" I cried as I saw my face on the mirror.

It was a horrible view. The part of my face that was covered looked like stone! It looked as hard as rock and as ugly as a deformed statue! I was a monster. The nurse slowly walked away and left me in the room alone. I continued to look into the mirror with a thousand thoughts going inside my head about my new look.

"So these are the consequences for your psychotic actions, Erol" I told myself.

"That's what happens when you lose your damn mind and crash into Dark Eco" I kept on.

From that moment on, I promised myself I would never lose control the way I did on the track. So I hurried out the room, heart filled with anger. I spotted a guy who I guessed was visiting his 'sick grandma' and punched him. He fell unconscious on the floor and I undressed him. I left him in his boxers and put on all of his clothes. It was a fancy leather jacket and jeans. At least it was better than wearing hospital clothes. He also had a pair of sunglasses in his pockets which I put on. So I walked out of the hospital keeping a fast pace. I eventually reached the exit and was glad to breathe some fresh air.

"There's only one place to go now..." I mumbled under my breath.

I knew where to go. I was going to the one place where it all had started between Jak and me—the Krimzon Guard Fortress.