I'm back with Ch. 2! I hope you like it.
First, a thank you to the people who reviewed. I appreciate that you took the time to review my story. I hope to keep on seeing you throughout the story, and I hope you enjoy this next installment.
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Death's Castle
Ch.2
Sam slipped slowly out of unconsciousness and back into the world of the awake.
'It was just a nightmare,' she told herself, 'The car never crashed, and we are in a hotel in Amity.'
Her efforts were futile, and she knew it even before she opened her eyes. When she did, she was still in the accursed hospital room. She almost broke out into tears despite the fact that she knew she was trying to fool herself. She took a moment to compose herself before glanceing over to the window to find it was truly night now. Not a slit of light broke though the curtains. Sam quietly got out of bed and crept over to the door. She slowly turned the doorknob, eased the door open, and peered outside. Seeing the coast was clear she went out into the hall and closed the door behind her.
'My mother's probably in ICU, I'll just wander around and hope I find it…'
She whipped her head around as she heard a group of nurses chatting somewhere to her right. So she went left. She didn't want to bump into a nurse and be told that 'she wasn't well enough' or 'you'll just have to visit her in the morning'.
It continued like that for a few more minuets; Sam walking wherever she could, trying to avoid the nurses and doctors. Eventually, she found it. She opened one of the heavy doors and walked cautiously inside. She expected for there to be dozens of people bustling around inside, but no one was there.
'That's odd, you'd think someone would be here…someone could go critical at any time…'
Sam pulled her arms around herself to ward off the sudden chill. She warily looked around her, she felt like someone was watching. Her eyes traveled to each of the clipboards that hung next to the doors. Finally, at the end of the hall, she found what she was looking for. Taking a deep breath, Sam steadied herself and reached for the handle. She pulled the door open.
Her mother looked horrible. She was whiter than the sheets and was thinner than could be healthy. Her left arm and legs were in a cast and bandages were everywhere. Sam had to fight to not burst into tears just by looking at her. She sat into the chair next to her mother's bed and the door and held her hand that wasn't in the cast.
'First what happened at home, and now this?' Sam thought bitterly, 'Does God amuse himself by messing with my life?'
The temperature dropped noticeably lower, to the point where Sam could see her breath.
'What the heck? Did the air conditioner go berserk?'
She laid her mother's hand back on the bed to curl her arms around herself. When that wasn't enough, she drew her knees up to her chest. As she looked around, she started to think.
'I haven't seen a single nurse or doctor since I stepped into the ICU ward.' Her neck prickled, making her head dart around in paranoia. 'And weren't nurses supposed to be working around the clock to get my mother stabilized? At least one should have stayed here to check on her…something's not right here.'
She felt a slight breeze blow past her.
'The window and door are closed! How can there be a breeze?'
Sam looked about the room, trying to pinpoint what was wrong. And then she found it. On the other side of the bed were two neon green eyes. They glowed fiercely as she stared at them in disbelief. She was now beyond coherent thought. She swung her head towards the hall as she heard echoing footsteps. Then she swung her head back, and to her ever growing surprise, the eyes had disappeared, along with the biting cold. The footsteps stopped right outside her door. The handle turned and she found herself face to face with the nurse from this morning.
"Oh, Sam!" she exclaimed, "What are you doing here?"
If Sam had been in a more normal state of mind, she would have thought it would have been excruciatingly obvious why she was there, but since she was not in a normal state of mind, she said this.
"It was so cold, and there was no one here, and I saw these eyes…"
If she had been in a normal state of mind, she would have slapped herself.
"Um, here honey, why don't we get you back to your room?" The nurse apparently thought Sam was edging onto the insane.
Sam gathered enough presence of mind, before they left the ICU ward, to think, 'Maybe I am going crazy.'
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I give you three guesses as to who owned those 'neon green eyes'…
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