That also didn't happen.
As a matter of fact, they were still zooming towards the hospital in the glass elevator when Willy screamed.
Everyone in the elevator expected the entire thing to shatter, but it didn't.
"Mr. Wonka!" Charlie said. "What's wrong?"
Willy blinked and looked at Charlie. "Hm?"
"You screamed."
There was a silence as Willy gained a mystified expression. "I did?"
Everyone nodded.
Willy raised his eyebrows. "Oh. Er…sorry."
They landed lightly in the hospital, and to Willy's relief, there was no sign of Curtis Redwood. He opened the doors and climbed out, then helped everyone else out.
"Just to warn you all," Willy whispered as each person passed him, "if I act like I'm going to smack you with my walking staff… run."
"That was rather unceremonious," Mr. Teavee said as he jumped out of the elevator. "Why would you smack us with your walking staff?"
Willy didn't answer at first, but he walked over to the giant velvet purple curtain, then he pulled it back.
Everyone gasped at once.
Lilly was lying in a bed, hooked up to several tubes. She was ly pale, and there were dark circles surrounding her eyes, her lips were slightly blue, and her breathing seemed to be labored. She did not look alive at all, as a matter of fact.
Everyone simultaneously stared at the heart monitor on the end table beside Lilly. It was beeping every so often.
Willy turned to face everyone. "This is Lilly."
Charlie was the only one who decided to walk over to her, and when he did, he touched her hand gently.
"She's still warm," he said, "but she looks cold."
Willy hid his eyes beneath his hat. "I know."
"What happened to little baby?" Mrs. Gloop asked carefully.
"She's uh…she's…sleeping," Willy muttered quickly, clearing his throat. He was interrupted by a loud screeching noise overhead.
Charlie was saddened to see that Lilly did not respond to this noise in any way.
Willy heard a soft lullaby being sang over the speakers, and the screeching subsided. Then he went over to Lilly and sat on her bed, stroking her hand lightly.
"Should we leave?" Mrs. Beauregarde asked.
"You don't have to," Willy murmured. "You can if you want to."
Charlie grabbed Willy's hand and pulled him off to the other side of the room.
"You're stronger than this," he said quietly, and with a small trace of hope. "I know you are. You're brave, and you can handle her being in this state. She'll make it, I promise."
Willy looked Charlie in the eye. "I don't think you should make a promise you know you can't keep."
There was another scream, and Willy ignored it, thinking it was Libby being heard. But then there was another scream, and it seemed to be coming from somewhere behind him. Charlie and Willy exchanged confused and worried looks.
"WILLY!"
At this, Willy whirled around and shrieked.
Lilly was awake, yet she looked like the walking . She had sat up, and she was tearing out every single tube inserted into her body. She looked over at Willy and spoke as if she hadn't said anything in years.
"Get out."
Willy stood there, horrified at this sudden declaration. "What?"
"Get out of here. I just had the worst nightmare…you have to leave."
"Oh my god," Mrs. Beauregarde exclaimed rather comically. "She's possessed!"
Lilly closed her eyes and turned her head to face Mrs. Beauregarde. She opened her eyes and stared at her as if she had just said the most random thing on the planet. "Who are you?"
"Scared."
"Good enough." Lilly turned back around to face Willy. "You have to leave. If my dream comes true, then you'll be ."
Willy held up his hands. "Wow. Do your dreams come true often?"
There was an uncomfortable silence, and Lilly raised her eyebrows in answer to that question.
"Good point," Willy said hastily.
I apologize for confusing you...((walks into a wall))...