A flash. A falling body.
The machine lived, a green swirling mist at it's center. Eerily glowing.
He laid on the ground, seemingly unconscious.
What just happened?
Tick. Tock. Tick. To-
"Is he breathing?"
Tick. Tock.
No. No sound.
Rushing toward him, panic begins to seize us.
I turn him over. Pale skin.
Reaching for his shoulder, I miss somehow.
His hair, flickers?
Black to white, and back again. I don't understand.
"Danny?!"
His chest suddenly rises. Relief.
"Wake up, Danny!"
A groan. His eyes open.
Inside them, I see the green mist.