"So this is a skull fuck," he mumbled incoherently.
"Paid handsomely… paid handsomely and wouldn't think twice-twice about ripping that patch off your eye...eye, eye…eye…" his own voice was droning through his mind, and he felt his mind, or- something spewing out against the steering wheel. "And skull fucking you to death- to death… death…"
"Stop it! Get out, leave me alone!" Sands cried in a panic as his head lay motionless on the center dashboard; his legs had somehow made it out the window and glass seared into and sliced through his black leather pants.
The silence- silence that could literally pain the ears ringed, and he knew… without doubt he was alone. Sands sighed with despair as pain overtook his every sense and he tried to clamor and hang onto the feeling of something familiar… he had heard Oceane's voice, her sweet angelic voice, that became his truth as stars began to swirl overtop his head and soon nothing but darkness…languor… unconsciousness.
His hand clutched to his breast… feeling urgently for a pulse as he was locked in this disjointed state. Sands was vaguely with it, enough to know that the envelopes inside his jacket pocket were sending slivers through his skin, but he was too lethargic, too far in shock to react.
After time… days, weeks, months maybe, he didn't know… his eyes opened. Everything was stained red… the walls were red and he could see they were oozing, a blanket covered him... red… the floor tiles were red…
He squirmed as a cloth came over his forehead and droplets ran down his face.
"I'm Agent Sheldon Jeffrey Sands… I work for the Central Intelligence-Central Intelligence Agency. I throw shapes… I set them up… I watch them fall. I'm living la Vida loca."
A nurse just barely suppressed a chuckle. How many times per day would she have to hear him go through this mantra? How often would she have to listen to him droll on and on through who he claimed to be and what he claimed to do. How often would she have to assure this man that he was safe and that the world possessed more colours than red?