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He had watched the man picking the skin from the slit of the nurses neck, undressing her and putting on her uniform. He picked up the needle and licked it, whilst hungrily looking at the nurses limp body.
But the girl was still alive, the wound wasn't that deep. Then there was another man at the door, he looked like a doctor. The straggly man jumped at him, syringe aimed at his face, then the doctor fell backwards out of sight, but instead of the straggly man landing on the doctor he hit the ground.
Where had the doctor gone?
"Doctor Elliot, are you o.k.?"
Ethan snapped out of his dream as the nurse with the pretty eyes ran past his door. He must have dozed off, but that dream felt so real. Ethan could hear voices in the corridor, the nurses and a mans. Then it went quiet again. Ethan pulled his knees up to his chest, and gazed at the door. Then a young mans face appeared at the glass, the door unlocked and the doctor from the dream walked into his room.
"Hey there Ethan. I'm doctor Paul Elliot, I'm going to be your doctor."
Ethan stared at the man, wondering how he had ended up in his dream. They had never met and he sure couldn't feel anything bad emitting from him, so how had he got dragged in.
"Ethan, you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost."
The doctor moved around the side of the bed and sat next to him.
"Okay Ethan, I just need to do a few tests, nothing too fancy though."
Ethan watched as the doctor pulled one of those eye examining things from his lab coat pocket.
"Okay Ethan, if you just stare into this for me, that's a good lad."
The light was hurting Ethan's eyes and he could feel them watering.
"Your quite a quiet kid Ethan. You don't want to ask me anything?"
The doctor put down his eye tool and stared into Ethan's now watery eyes.
"I won't tell anybody, it'll be just between you and me."
The doctor was trying to be nice, but Ethan didn't want to get him involved.
"That's okay Ethan, we'll have a chat tomorrow, after you've rested up a bit."
The doctor put the eye examiner back into his pocket and walked to the door.
"Um, doctor, did anything strange happen to you, out in the hall?"
The doctor turned and stared once more into Ethan's eyes, a stern look in them. They maintained eye contact for what seemed hours when the doctor broke into a grin,
"No Ethan, what makes you think that?"
Ethan shrugged
"Its just I heard the nurse shout your name, I thought something was the matter."
"No no, Ethan, I just tripped. We'll talk tomorrow, you rest up now."
Ethan could tell he was lying. Maybe the doctor was scared that Ethan thought he was a freak? He could always ask the doctor tomorrow. The lights flickered out, leaving Ethan sitting alone in the dark, contemplating sleep. Ethan felt his eyelids shutting, he was falling backwards, but he didnt want to.
He opened them slowly and he was back there.
The rusty mesh wire for walls, the distant screams, the steady beats of fans, and the stagnant smell of death. Then he saw her. The nurse from before, lying on the table, dying slowly. Ethan walked over and looked into her pale face, splattered with blood. Then the crimson line around her neck. She lay in her underwear, and Ethan couldnt help but wonder where the creep had gone.
"Excuse me, nurse. Can you hear me?"
The nurses eyes flickered, then opened slowly.
"Who are you? Are you going to finish me off?"
Ethan shook his head.
"I want to help you. I just need to know how you got here. Where abouts in the hospital are you?"
The nurse looked confused.
"What do you mean? The last thing I remember was lying down in the nurses station..."
Ethan grabbed the nurses wrist.
"Ok, your in the nurses station, which floor?"
The nurse murmered three.
"Okay miss, we have to move before that creep comes back."
the nurse looked horrified at the idea.
"No, we can't, theres more than just one. They are every where, and I ran for so long."
The nurse shut her eyes.
"No, we have to get moving." Ethan tried to grab the nurse into an up right position, but she flopped back down. He needed help. He needed doctor Elliot.