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I'm feeling depressed…it's getting closer to my exam date…I'm so screwed…
By the way, if you are confused, there is an A/N at the end of chapter 4. If you read it and still don't understand some parts of it, tell me which part and I'll try to explain again.
Anyway…new chapter…hope that you'll enjoy…
Whisper No More- Ch 5
The term déjà vu (French: "already seen", also called promnesia) describes the experience of feeling that one has witnessed or experienced a new situation previously…The experience of déjà vu is usually accompanied by a compelling sense of familiarity, and also a sense of "eeriness" or "strangeness". The "previous" experience is most frequently attributed to a dream, although in some cases there is a firm sense that the experience "genuinely happened" in the past.
Déjà vu has been subjected in recent years to serious psychological and neurophysiological research. The most likely candidate for explanation, according to scientists in these fields, is that déjà vu is not an act of "precognition" or "prophecy" but is actually an anomaly of memory; it is the impression that an experience is "being recalled" which is false. This is substantiated to an extent by the fact that in most cases the sense of "recollection" at the time is strong, but any circumstances of the "previous" experience (when, where and how the earlier experience occurred) are quite uncertain. Likewise, as time passes, subjects can exhibit a strong recollection of having the "unsettling" experience of déjà vu itself, but little to no recollection of the specifics of the event(s) or circumstances they were "remembering" when they had the déjà vu experience. A clinical correlation has been found between the experience of déjà vu and disorders such as schizophrenia and anxiety.
Definition of Déjà vu from The Free Dictionary (online)
Kagome opened her eyes only to find herself staring at the fluorescence light. The ceiling was white, so were the colour of the walls that surrounded the room.
Déjà vu
…Is she in the hospital again?
The experience of feeling that one has witnessed or experienced a new situation previously...
Looking around, she found herself once again in a hospital room for an individual—a metal chair was on her right; a white wooden cupboard was on her left, on top of it there was a glass cup and a thermos which probably had water in it. The bed, where she was on, was placed in the middle of the room. The door was diagonal across from where she was.
Believed to be a false memory
This place was so similar to the room which she stayed at after the explosion. The position of the metal chair, the colour of the thermos…it was beyond freaky. But then again, all rooms in the hospital were pretty much standardized…
No matter how realistic it feels…
The springs made squeaky sounds as she pushed herself up. She supposed she wasn't injured too badly, since her movements didn't cause her any pain. Kagome turned to her side and planted her feet on the cold floor.
It did not happen
She stood up, and went to the edge of the bed to pick up the clipboard that had her basic medical information on it.
That is what the psychologists and neurophysiologists believed…
The first page had the signature of the last doctor who had checked on her, with the number of signatures there, she estimated that she was out for a day already. The next paper didn't say much about her condition, besides 'stable', which was a good thing, since she wasn't interested in playing 'ghost' anytime soon. The page behind it indicated the number of tests that the doctors had run her through. Once again, half of the page was filled with codes that coded for X-rays and their certain locations. The last one of the list was a number for the PET scan.
In a world where science is everything…
Kagome narrowed her eyes as she studied the paper.
Everything must have an explanation…
What the hell?
Therefore…humans fear the unknown
The coding for the x-rays and the one PET scan were exactly the same as the one she had before…
After all…
Impossible…
Nobody can live their lives twice
For each x-ray and the PET scans made, they had a specific set of codes. The first five digits would be standardized codes which indicate what examination, like x-ray, was conducted. However the middle part of the whole code would indicate the location of the examination and the last five digits would be different each time to differentiate one patient from another.
She remembered the codes well because she'd studied it a many times before she got out of the hospital, which was a few days later. She was bored most of the time, so that was what she'd done to past time besides reading magazines. But her memory couldn't be that bad…
She could almost swear that they were exactly the same.
Why would the doctors have her past record here…
She flipped back to the first page…the main doctor who was in charge of her—it was Jonathon again.
Then something on the page caught her eyes…
She was also staying at the exact same room!
B209.
Kagome checked the date…
June 24…
Kagome's hand began to shake…
The day…when she'd left the hospital…was eight days ago…
Time flies…
Everyday is the same
That is where the familiarity comes from
Everyday is the same…
Looking back
You wondered what the hell happened to the time
Time leaves…
The twelve o'clock now
Is different from the twelve o'clock the day before
Or the day after
Same time but big difference
Time goes…
Won't ever come back…
It's not suppose to come back
Eight days…what had happen between the past eight days after the incident with the FedEx man?
Kagome didn't know…she couldn't recall anything…
The last thing she saw was Kouga…then…
Nothing….
She dropped the clipboard on the floor. It fell to the ground in a loud crash. Kagome took no note of it and opened the door, hoping that she could see someone she knew. She wanted to talk to a staff, so that she could find out…
What the hell is going on…
And the first familiar face she saw was…
"Sarah," Kagome called out.
Sarah, who was walking down the corridor, smiled when she saw Kagome. Walking toward Kagome, her smile widened. "Thank god you are awake, Vicky. We are all worried about you."
Kagome didn't know what to say anymore…those were the exact words she had said when Kagome had first saw her…eight days ago…
But it was common for a friend to worry for her friends! Kagome's mind argued. Sarah would probably say that to her again when she is in the hospital in the future…
Sarah looked at the clock on the wall, "I'm off right now. It's just that I wanted to check on you before I leave. Give me a second; I just needed to sigh out first. I'll be right back."
Stay calm Kagome!
Things can be the same…
People can be the same…
Words can be the same…
History can be repeated—
It is alright…
Because it's only coincidence right?
Kagome didn't reply, lost in her own thoughts. Sarah, probably taking her silence as consent, walked off. By the time Kagome recovered, Sarah had already disappeared around the corner. Knowing that Sarah would be back, Kagome walked back into her room, she picked up the clipboard, wanting to ask Sarah about it. Then she sat on her bed, waiting for her friend.
She balled her hands into fists to prevent them from trembling …
Kagome was scared…No, she was petrified. For the first time in her life, she was utterly confused as to what was happening.
Confusion—
Of the circumstance…
Fear
Of the unknown…
Emotions…
Can be a blessing
Can be a curse
Kagome
She didn't even notice that there was a person in her room until she heard someone called her name.
"Vicky," Sarah waved a hand in front her. "Do you want to rest? We can talk tomorrow. After all, you'd just woken up."
Kagome shook her head. If she didn't get her questions answered, then tonight she would not be able to sleep. "Why am I in the hospital?"
Sarah looked surprised, "you don't know? A bank had exploded in downtown…"
Kagome's head jerked in Sarah's direction, "explosion?"
Sarah nodded, "The robbers are crazy; they did it in broad day light. What's worse? The bank is stationed in the middle of the busiest district of downtown…"
"A lot of people weren't fast enough to make an escape died..." Kagome finished it for her.
"How did you know?" Sarah questioned.
"…I…" Determining that telling Sarah that she'd already lived through this day wasn't exactly the best answer, Kagome lied. "I'd heard it from others."
Sarah nodded, not suspicious of Kagome's answer. She went and checked Kagome's record, "well, compared to others, you are pretty much in good health. After all, you were only in a coma for a week. Tomorrow, Jonathon will come and check on you. If you are fine, then you should be released real soon."
When Sarah got no answer, she looked up from the chart. She saw Kagome sitting at the edge of the bed, her eyes unfocused as she rocked back and forth…muttering about something incoherent.
Humans—
Are worried of their future
Because it's unpredictable
But when one knows what will happen
One will be horrified
Because humans are not suppose to possess
That kind of power
Humans…
Are sad creatures indeed
"Kagome?" Sarah tapped her shoulder.
Kagome jerked away from her, eyes widened. "huh?"
"You'll be out of here soon but now you need to rest." Sarah repeated once more. "Or you won't be able to recover…"
"No."
"Excuse me?"
"I'm leaving now." Kagome stood up and headed toward the exit. She didn't know what was going on and didn't want to. All she knew was that she wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible.
This whole thing was driving her crazy! Nothing was making sense!
"But you can't leave here without the doctor's approval!" Sarah protested as she blocked the entrance with her body.
"Look Sarah," Kagome said forcefully, "I'm a doctor myself. I'm fine. Now move out of the way."
"You're no longer a doctor!"
Kagome glared at Sarah, her brown eyes bore into Sarah's. How dare her! Kagome's mind screamed. She had no idea what is happening! Who does she think she is?
But Kagome also knew that exploding in front of Sarah would only make the matter worse…Experience had told her that.
"Fine…fine." Kagome turned away from Sarah. "Be sure to get Jonathon here first thing tomorrow though…I don't want to stay in here anymore."
Sarah looked at her for a moment longer before relaxing her body. She agreed and left after she saw Kagome got back onto the bed.
Things were….
Or maybe not…However, she needed to confirm…
Kagome pushed the covers to the side and got off the bed once more. She opened the door then she overheard a conversation.
"Don't you find it weird though?"
"Find what weird?" It was Sarah's voice.
Kagome had a bad feeling as to what would happen next.
"That Vicky is fine. I mean, she was in the building that was directly across from the bank. Everyone in that building that was at floor level at that time is either dead or is in a critical condition. But Vicky turned out to be fine."
"We should be thankful that she is unharmed!"
"But think about it. How can she be alright? She's like right next to the explosion. You know what's even weirder? There's something I heard from the ambulance people, you know Tommy?
"He's one of the medical workers in charge of the rescue. Anyway, he said that when he arrived at the scene, everything is a mess. Most people, who are alive, have fracture bones or a concussion because of the force of the explosion pushed them back into hitting something hard. However, many are killed because they were standing too close to the glasses, which in this case, the whole entrance area; you know how commercial buildings are built. Unfortunately, when the explosion happens, glass shattered, they embedding themselves into people, puncturing vital organs, causing extensive internal bleeding..."
"What's your point Isabel?" Sarah sounded impatient.
"I'm getting to that. According to Tommy, Kagome was found near the entrance of the building. There were no glass pieces around her or on her. It was as if she'd just got knocked down or something. How can she not be injured by the glasses or the explosion when she is so close to them?"
Kagome closed the door…she didn't want to hear any of it anymore.
How could…
Things can be the same…
People can be the same…
Words can be the same…
History can be repeated…
But not exactly the same…
Things were repeating…
Impossible!
Wait a minute…
Nobody can live their lives twice
Sarah said that she had been in a coma for a week…was that why she had a brain scan? But if a week had already past…why was everyone acting in the exactly same fashion as eight days ago…when she had first awakened from the explosion…
Exact events can't be repeated…
…Or…did she even wake up at all?
At least not right down to the very detail…
She didn't know…she really didn't know…
But mistakes can…
She didn't want to know…
Déjà vu is not an act of "precognition"
Déjà vu is not an act of "prophecy"
It is an anomaly of memory
It is the impression that an experience is "being recalled" which is false
If something that had happened to her…
Before her very eyes
Her past experience
Everything..
Can be false…
Then tell her
What is—
Real
When you lose the ability to differentiate
Who…
Can then help you?
When…
You, yourself, can no longer be trusted.
