Sarah lay in bed. Then again, there was little else she could do. She was almost completely paralysed. She opened her eyes. The strong, white glare of the hospital ward met her eyes. Her vision was fuzzy, but she could make out the shape of Dr Fraiser standing over her.
"What happened?" She croaked. Her throat was hoarse and dry.
"I was hoping you could tell me. We were getting worried about you. You didn't show any signs of breathing or a pulse for the last three hours."
"Three hours?"
"Yes. You've been unconscious for a very long time. It was lucky that Maria got to you quickly."
"Is anything broken?"
"I don't think so. There's a very slight fracture in your skull, but that seems to be about it." She looked down at her clipboard. "Maria tells me that your car exploded. If that's the case, then you're lucky to be alive."She sat down. "Do you know how it could have happened?"
Sarah shook her head. "Cars don't just explode like that. Even cheap convertibles. My guess was sabotage." She closed her eyes. "Someone wants me dead..."
"Well, you'll need a couple of days of rest. Don't do anything too strenuous." And with that, Dr Fraiser got up and left.
Nothing had been damaged. Even Sarah's clothes were still intact. Maybe the phone call and explosion weren't meant for her.
When she woke, she was met with a familiar face. Her brother, Nick, was leant against the wall.
"Hey," Sarah said weakly.
"It's good to see you." He grinned. "Still not a qualified doctor yet?"
"Not yet." She smiled as well. "What about you? Was it just a joke, or did mum really rent out my room again?"
"I haven't seen her for a while either, so I wouldn't be surprised if she's rented out both our rooms." He started to laugh softly. "She needs the money, doesn't she?"
"I suppose." She closed her eyes and sighed. "I hope dad comes back soon."
"So do I." There was a long silence in the ward.
"You know about explosives don't you?" Sarah said abruptly.
"Of course. In fact, I've been working on a massive project involving rocket launchers for the past few months." He stared at her. "You want to know if it was accidental or not."
She nodded.
"Well, from what I've seen, it's more likely than not that someone tampered with the engine. But I've had a look at the security videos, and nothing suspicious was picked up. And the way that it exploded, it's almost as if it had a mind of its own."
She shrugged. "Maybe. But the weird thing is, that nothing except the car was damaged. I don't have anything to show for being in an accident."
"I should probably get going. The doctor says that you need your rest." He picked up his bike helmet and made for the door.
