Chapter 4: Hospital Visit
/...\- Morton Rainey's own thoughts.
(...)- Shooter inside Mort's head.
'...'- Jenibelle's thoughts.
*...*- Dreams.
Don't own anything associated with Secret Window, or Morton Rainey or anything like that. (I sure do wish that I owned Johnny Depp though...)
Living alone in the middle of the wilderness isn't exactly some people's ideas of luxury. But for Jenibelle Weston, it felt just right. People always thought of it to be a discomfited way to live. All of the people who populated the town in Tashmore Lake County had families and neighbors and friends. Not Jenibelle. Jeni loved living alone on the west side of Tashmore Lake, with acception of her dog, Leena.
Jennibelle just moved to Tashmore Lake County and was not familiar with the lake and it's history. Well, the history of Tashmore Lake is more about Morton Rainey, and the murders. The first time Jeni heard about the murders, she felt intrigued. Jenibelle greatly respected Mr. Rainey and always loved his published works. She never gave it a second thought, until now.
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The next thing Jenibelle remembered was being put into the ambulance, and seeing Mort being put into a police car. "Mort..." Jeni called out quietly, but the attentand hushed her. "Leena, may dog, where is she?"
The attendant shook his head. "I'm sorry ma'am, she was killed," he then pressed a button on a machiene that had a little tube leading down to Jeni's arm.
"Oh jesus," Jeni slipped into a very very heavy sleep.
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When Jenibelle awoke, the nurse went to go fetch the doctor. Apparently it had been 3 weeks since her dog was killed, 3 weeks since Mort was taken to jail. Jeni wasn't in Tashmore Lake County anymore. She was somewhere big, like a city. She knew this because of the noise coming from the open window, flowing in with the breeze.
The bright faux glow of the hospital room was blinding to Jeni, and very confusing. She didn't understand why she was stuck in this highly uncomfortable bed with her hair matted to her face. "What am I doing here?"
The nurse quickly walked over to Jeni and looked at the machienes next to her bed. "Well, welcome back Jenibelle, you've been out for a while."
"I just want to know what the hell I'm doing here?"
"Jeni, you were assaulted by Morton Rainey. You know, the one who murdered those people. Well, anyways, you dog was killed and you got some serious head trauma from hitting your head on that table."
Jeni rubbed her head where a white guze was present. It felt hot and sticky, nonetheless uncomfortable. "When can I leave?"
"In about 3 or 4 days, dear. We need to get a full physical, a check- up, and some shots done before we let you go," the nurse left the room so Jeni could get some quiet.
'I don't know why they've got Mort in jail, he's done nothing wrong, he tried to save me. Why am I wearing this stupid dress. Oh jesus. I'm so tired.'
Jeni was coaxed into an uneasy sleep.
*"Jenibelle, Jenibelle, are you okay missy? Mr. Rainey shurly gave you a frightening didn't he? Well, I've taken care of him for ya. Ya know, I'm from Mississippi too." Shooter stroked Jeni's hair.
"What do you mean you've taken care of him, where is Mort?" Jeni tried to get away but she was bolted down to the hospital bed.
"I put him away for good so he wouldn't hurt no more people. He killed your doggy. I called 911 for ya." Shooter got up and looked out of the window.
Suddenly, Mort stormed into the room. 'Shooter and Mort were the same people' Jenibelle realized.*
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Jeni got up a few hours later. She had the strangest dream. The nurse was putting on some gloves and announced that it was time for her physical, and after than she could go home.
Jeni relutantly got up, realizing that there were no bolts on the bed, and headed towards where the nurse was standing.
After the physical, Jeni was sent into the bathroom to retrieve the clothes let to her from the hospital. Scrubs. 'Gross,' Jeni thought as she slipped them on.
Jenibelle left the hospital 3 weeks and 4 days after the incident. She was intent on finding out who really assaulted her and why she was having those dreams.
Jeni finally reached her home and saw that all of the perople were gone, the place was cleaned up and there was no slobbering bundle of joy waiting for her. She walked into the house noticing that the people must've had the place cleaned up for her. Jeni headed up to the bathroom to take her first shower in about 2 weeks. The hot water was soothing for her, and Jenibelle sat, drenched in it, until it turned cold. She then left the shower and went to go put on some clean clothes.
Jeni threw on a pair of jeans and a tightly-fitted balck t-shirt. She slipped on some white sneakers and sweat jacket and headed outside towards her beaten-up old station wagon.
Jenibelle wanted to know what went on 3 weeks ago and the only way she could find out was to go to the source. Morton Rainey.
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This is kind of an explanation chapter. The next chapter will be really long and really good. Hopefully I can get this done before I leave for the mall. Thanks again to my 3 reviewers, I think I'm updating so fast, that the people aren't getting enough time to read and review.
/...\- Morton Rainey's own thoughts.
(...)- Shooter inside Mort's head.
'...'- Jenibelle's thoughts.
*...*- Dreams.
Don't own anything associated with Secret Window, or Morton Rainey or anything like that. (I sure do wish that I owned Johnny Depp though...)
Living alone in the middle of the wilderness isn't exactly some people's ideas of luxury. But for Jenibelle Weston, it felt just right. People always thought of it to be a discomfited way to live. All of the people who populated the town in Tashmore Lake County had families and neighbors and friends. Not Jenibelle. Jeni loved living alone on the west side of Tashmore Lake, with acception of her dog, Leena.
Jennibelle just moved to Tashmore Lake County and was not familiar with the lake and it's history. Well, the history of Tashmore Lake is more about Morton Rainey, and the murders. The first time Jeni heard about the murders, she felt intrigued. Jenibelle greatly respected Mr. Rainey and always loved his published works. She never gave it a second thought, until now.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------
The next thing Jenibelle remembered was being put into the ambulance, and seeing Mort being put into a police car. "Mort..." Jeni called out quietly, but the attentand hushed her. "Leena, may dog, where is she?"
The attendant shook his head. "I'm sorry ma'am, she was killed," he then pressed a button on a machiene that had a little tube leading down to Jeni's arm.
"Oh jesus," Jeni slipped into a very very heavy sleep.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------
When Jenibelle awoke, the nurse went to go fetch the doctor. Apparently it had been 3 weeks since her dog was killed, 3 weeks since Mort was taken to jail. Jeni wasn't in Tashmore Lake County anymore. She was somewhere big, like a city. She knew this because of the noise coming from the open window, flowing in with the breeze.
The bright faux glow of the hospital room was blinding to Jeni, and very confusing. She didn't understand why she was stuck in this highly uncomfortable bed with her hair matted to her face. "What am I doing here?"
The nurse quickly walked over to Jeni and looked at the machienes next to her bed. "Well, welcome back Jenibelle, you've been out for a while."
"I just want to know what the hell I'm doing here?"
"Jeni, you were assaulted by Morton Rainey. You know, the one who murdered those people. Well, anyways, you dog was killed and you got some serious head trauma from hitting your head on that table."
Jeni rubbed her head where a white guze was present. It felt hot and sticky, nonetheless uncomfortable. "When can I leave?"
"In about 3 or 4 days, dear. We need to get a full physical, a check- up, and some shots done before we let you go," the nurse left the room so Jeni could get some quiet.
'I don't know why they've got Mort in jail, he's done nothing wrong, he tried to save me. Why am I wearing this stupid dress. Oh jesus. I'm so tired.'
Jeni was coaxed into an uneasy sleep.
*"Jenibelle, Jenibelle, are you okay missy? Mr. Rainey shurly gave you a frightening didn't he? Well, I've taken care of him for ya. Ya know, I'm from Mississippi too." Shooter stroked Jeni's hair.
"What do you mean you've taken care of him, where is Mort?" Jeni tried to get away but she was bolted down to the hospital bed.
"I put him away for good so he wouldn't hurt no more people. He killed your doggy. I called 911 for ya." Shooter got up and looked out of the window.
Suddenly, Mort stormed into the room. 'Shooter and Mort were the same people' Jenibelle realized.*
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Jeni got up a few hours later. She had the strangest dream. The nurse was putting on some gloves and announced that it was time for her physical, and after than she could go home.
Jeni relutantly got up, realizing that there were no bolts on the bed, and headed towards where the nurse was standing.
After the physical, Jeni was sent into the bathroom to retrieve the clothes let to her from the hospital. Scrubs. 'Gross,' Jeni thought as she slipped them on.
Jenibelle left the hospital 3 weeks and 4 days after the incident. She was intent on finding out who really assaulted her and why she was having those dreams.
Jeni finally reached her home and saw that all of the perople were gone, the place was cleaned up and there was no slobbering bundle of joy waiting for her. She walked into the house noticing that the people must've had the place cleaned up for her. Jeni headed up to the bathroom to take her first shower in about 2 weeks. The hot water was soothing for her, and Jenibelle sat, drenched in it, until it turned cold. She then left the shower and went to go put on some clean clothes.
Jeni threw on a pair of jeans and a tightly-fitted balck t-shirt. She slipped on some white sneakers and sweat jacket and headed outside towards her beaten-up old station wagon.
Jenibelle wanted to know what went on 3 weeks ago and the only way she could find out was to go to the source. Morton Rainey.
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This is kind of an explanation chapter. The next chapter will be really long and really good. Hopefully I can get this done before I leave for the mall. Thanks again to my 3 reviewers, I think I'm updating so fast, that the people aren't getting enough time to read and review.