Author's note: All thoughts, negative and positive, are welcomed.

Alicia and Chris were dead.

I had already known that though.

Alicia died immediately when her head crashed through the window. She felt nothing when someone's car flipped and landed on her. Chris had been strangled by his seatbelt. Tom was in a coma after suffering multiple head injuries. Ched, who was also in the backseat, just had a broken arm and collar bone.

The police didn't tell me this. No one did. I woke up, the images from each of them clear in my mind.

And I..I had died and come back to life. Yeah, of course, I had injuries -broken wrist, cracked ribs, and many bruises and cuts covering the rest of my body. I think I was in shock too because I still couldn't talk.

Not really that I couldn't, more like I wouldn't. I mean, two of my best friends were dead, and I'm pretty sure that I visited some sort of dimension of the dead where I had incountered their souls -purgatory?

"How are you feeling today, Morgan?"

I glanced at the nurse that had entered the room.

Practically the only thing she did was ask me a bunch of questions. Once and a while she'd tell me something about herself. I'm positive that the doctor told her to ask me questions

I just stared at her.

How do I look like I am doing? I felt like asking her.

"It's a beautiful morning, isn't it?" she asked, opening the curtains.

I noticed that she had a tattoo of a dragon wrapped around a flaming sword on her upper arm. I must say that I was surprised. This lady didn't even look like a tattoo type gal. Shoulder length honey blonde hair, pale complexion, very petite build... she looked like a kindergarten teacher.

She set up my tray and helped me sit up.

I looked at her boredly.

I felt like a little child who didn't even know how to take care of herself. Just because I wouldn't talk didn't mean that I couldn't function at all.

She sighed, her smile faltering for a second as she saw the look I gave her. Then her smile returned, even brighter than before.

"You eat up," she said leaving the room.

Geez, did she think that I believed her little happy act? What a phony.

I was eating the jello off my tray when I noticed that she was standing in the doorway, watching me.

I froze.

She looked different. Her eyes were full of terror with a sunk-in look. Her skin looked an unhealthy shade and, for one thing, it looked like some huge ass animal had taken a huge chunk out of her neck.

I blinked and she was right next to my bed.

I jumped, startled, dropping the spoon that had been in my hand.

"You have to save me," she whispered, terrified as she grabbed my upper arm.

Images shot through my head before I could do anything. I saw the nurse walking home through an alley. I could tell that she had just come out of work because she in her nurse's uniform. In a blink of an eye, a large animal leaped out onto her. She didn't have time to scream. The animal had already taken a huge chunk out of her neck.

I screamed as I felt her pain.

I was back in the hospital. The nurse was there too, looking as she has before she had left my room. "What's wrong?" she asked looking at me like she was afraid that I was going to die.

I looked at her, wide-eyed. What the hell had I just seen? This lady was perfectly fine.

"I want to go home," I whispered.

She looked at me, giving me a smile of understanding.

But all I could see was the look of horror on her face when that thing bit into her.