Hi everybody! I think I'll leave the disclaimer from now on. once is
enough. If you are interested and want to read my disclaimer, you can do so
in the my previous post.
lothlorien leaf: Thanks, I have this spleen for capital letters from my native language (German).
Heartsings/Verve/Anielith-chan/Erika palad: Thanks for your many reviews!
Artemis: Thanks, thanks thanks! Yes, the story-line is near to what you suspect. With some small differences, however. *grin* PS: Love your stories!!
shadow975: Glad you took another look at my fic. thanks for the review!
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Afterlife? -No: Aftershock!
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Chapter Nine
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Dr. Cooper made sure, that there was always someone near Boromir. The discussion earlier this day seemed to have convinced him, that Boromir was slightly instable mentally. So there always was some nurse or other near Boromir, observing his every move.
Boromir was getting slightly annoyed by this behaviour and said so. "Dr. Cooper, why am I constantly observed by you and your people? Have I done something wrong? Do you think that I will turn into a raving madman at any moment?" He stormed.
Dr. Cooper looked at him guardedly and tried to calm him down. "Not at all, Mr. Steward. I think nothing of the sort. We fear, however, that you have not completely recovered from your injuries yet."
"I am well. In fact, I am well enough to leave. Look: I can move about effortlessly." Boromir turned this way and that, to show he told the truth.
"This may well be the case. But we think that you still have symptoms of a heavy trauma. Please try and cooperate, we are doing our best."
At that moment, a troubled-looking nurse waved Dr. Cooper to her desk. In her hand she held some queer device. Boromir watched how she wrote something with it and realised that it was some kind of quill, although he could think of no bird that had such bizarre feathers.
He saw the nurse and Dr. Cooper talk together, now and then throwing a furtive glance into his direction. Then Dr. Cooper put on a resolute face and walked back to Boromir.
"We have just found out, that you do not legally exist. There are no documents whatsoever in your name and there are no pictures of you in any archives. Tell me, how that can be!"
Boromir didn't understand what exactly Dr. Cooper was saying, but he grasped, that everyone in this world was registered and had picture made of himself. How else could it be so extraordinary for the people here, that he had nothing of the sort?
"I am not from this world." He answered, convinced that the lacking documents were proof enough, that his story was genuine.
Dr. Cooper sighed and waved two nurses to him. "Please walk Mr. Steward back to his room. It is not safe for him to remain here." To Boromir, he said: "And I suppose you expect me to believe you? I don't, Mr. Steward. I suggest you tell the truth when the police comes. In the meantime, I'd like you to stay in your room."
Boromir had looked out of the window and knew that it was impossible to flee this building. He might have gotten away from the three people accompanying him to his room, but during his flight down hundreds of stairs out of this building, someone would surely have caught him.
So kept quiet and fell in step with the two nurses who stayed on either side of him. Dr. Cooper was there too, walking just behind him.
Boromir sighed inwardly. How was he to get out of this mess? The people here were obviously not inclined to believe his story that he was from another world. Even when all the evidence spoke for his tale.
He shook his head slightly and did not protest until Dr. Cooper wanted him to swallow some white, round thing he called medicine.
"I will not take this." Boromir stated firmly. "I promise to stay quietly in here, till you have decided what you will do. I won't eat this, however."
Dr. Cooper seemed to contemplate and finally decided to leave it at that. "Agreed. I must warn you, however, if you start acting strung up and begin to fantasize, we will have to inject a tranquilizer."
Boromir nodded. "I understand." He didn't understand, but he got the gist of it. -Better stay quiet, or we'll make you stay quiet.- That was what Dr. Cooper had said.
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REVIEW!!!
lothlorien leaf: Thanks, I have this spleen for capital letters from my native language (German).
Heartsings/Verve/Anielith-chan/Erika palad: Thanks for your many reviews!
Artemis: Thanks, thanks thanks! Yes, the story-line is near to what you suspect. With some small differences, however. *grin* PS: Love your stories!!
shadow975: Glad you took another look at my fic. thanks for the review!
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Afterlife? -No: Aftershock!
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Chapter Nine
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Dr. Cooper made sure, that there was always someone near Boromir. The discussion earlier this day seemed to have convinced him, that Boromir was slightly instable mentally. So there always was some nurse or other near Boromir, observing his every move.
Boromir was getting slightly annoyed by this behaviour and said so. "Dr. Cooper, why am I constantly observed by you and your people? Have I done something wrong? Do you think that I will turn into a raving madman at any moment?" He stormed.
Dr. Cooper looked at him guardedly and tried to calm him down. "Not at all, Mr. Steward. I think nothing of the sort. We fear, however, that you have not completely recovered from your injuries yet."
"I am well. In fact, I am well enough to leave. Look: I can move about effortlessly." Boromir turned this way and that, to show he told the truth.
"This may well be the case. But we think that you still have symptoms of a heavy trauma. Please try and cooperate, we are doing our best."
At that moment, a troubled-looking nurse waved Dr. Cooper to her desk. In her hand she held some queer device. Boromir watched how she wrote something with it and realised that it was some kind of quill, although he could think of no bird that had such bizarre feathers.
He saw the nurse and Dr. Cooper talk together, now and then throwing a furtive glance into his direction. Then Dr. Cooper put on a resolute face and walked back to Boromir.
"We have just found out, that you do not legally exist. There are no documents whatsoever in your name and there are no pictures of you in any archives. Tell me, how that can be!"
Boromir didn't understand what exactly Dr. Cooper was saying, but he grasped, that everyone in this world was registered and had picture made of himself. How else could it be so extraordinary for the people here, that he had nothing of the sort?
"I am not from this world." He answered, convinced that the lacking documents were proof enough, that his story was genuine.
Dr. Cooper sighed and waved two nurses to him. "Please walk Mr. Steward back to his room. It is not safe for him to remain here." To Boromir, he said: "And I suppose you expect me to believe you? I don't, Mr. Steward. I suggest you tell the truth when the police comes. In the meantime, I'd like you to stay in your room."
Boromir had looked out of the window and knew that it was impossible to flee this building. He might have gotten away from the three people accompanying him to his room, but during his flight down hundreds of stairs out of this building, someone would surely have caught him.
So kept quiet and fell in step with the two nurses who stayed on either side of him. Dr. Cooper was there too, walking just behind him.
Boromir sighed inwardly. How was he to get out of this mess? The people here were obviously not inclined to believe his story that he was from another world. Even when all the evidence spoke for his tale.
He shook his head slightly and did not protest until Dr. Cooper wanted him to swallow some white, round thing he called medicine.
"I will not take this." Boromir stated firmly. "I promise to stay quietly in here, till you have decided what you will do. I won't eat this, however."
Dr. Cooper seemed to contemplate and finally decided to leave it at that. "Agreed. I must warn you, however, if you start acting strung up and begin to fantasize, we will have to inject a tranquilizer."
Boromir nodded. "I understand." He didn't understand, but he got the gist of it. -Better stay quiet, or we'll make you stay quiet.- That was what Dr. Cooper had said.
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