CHAPTER 3…
IS IT MAGIC?
We're walking down the hospital ails as I look in the windows of rooms. People in each and every room suffering of something these doctors can't figure out. We take a right from the cancer section and the morgue is right there. We're about to go in but I step back. They turn to look at me.
"What's wrong?" Jermaine asks. I look down and clutch to a wall.
"No offense, but I get… uncomfortable around dead bodies. I also feel like I'm invading your alls space and asking too much of you." I say quietly.
"No, no, it's no problem, we offered you. Not the other way around. Your fine."
"Yeah but-"
"We're right here beside you. We won't let anything happen to you." Prince said. I smile and nod my head.
"Ok." We step in the room and a sudden chill goes down my back. It's cold in there. But I guess they have to keep it chilly for the bodies. Anyways, it's spooky. Coldness, dim lighted, and dead bodies equals making me want to wet my pants. So this doctor that looks like he knows every single thing in the world goes to the j section skimming over the names.
"Michael B. Jackson, Michael F. Jackson, AH! Michael J. Jackson, here we are." He pulls the body out and the blanket over it must have made the body shape look different. It seemed different. Jermaine nods and I gulp. I pull the blanket over slowly and I scream.
"HE'S DECAPATATED!!!" Still screaming while covering Blanket's eyes and hiding behind Tito.
"OH! That's the wrong Michael J. Jackson!" The doctor said while covering him back up and putting him back in the thing. "Sorry about that." I look at him with this horrified look on me.
"Don't do that! You almost made me have a heart attack!" I looked at the others who just stared with a worried look. "I'm not serious." The doctor finally finds the right one after two more tries. Now, I start to pull the blanket over when I see his face I almost feel like there is still life in it. In him. The others look down and just start to tear up. Prince doesn't, I guess he can't. He's done cried enough in several months. But then, I noticed something odd. Something blue and squishy. Something, that's not normal. "What's Black and Blue all over?" They looked at me.
"I know this one!" Blanket said. "It's someone's black eye right?"
"Uh, no."
"Oh. Then what?"
"It's that." She pointed to a spot on MJ's shoulder. They all looked and was disturbed. "What is it?" The doctor looked and gave a face like it was a bug on the wall.
"I don't know." We all stared at it when it suddenly moved.
"AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!" We all screeched.
"It moved!" Paris said.
"What is that thing?" Blanket asked.
"I don't know, touch it and see Blanket." Prince said.
"No way! Are you crazy! There's not a thing on earth that's going to make me do that!"
"I'll touch it." I said. They all looked at me.
"Be careful." Prince said.
"Don't die!" Blanket said. They all looked at him. "What?" I took a gulp and touched it with my finger. It moved again.
"EEEEHHHH!!!" My hairs on my neck stood up. "It's, it's, squishy?"
"Weird looking too." Paris said. Everybody started trying to figure out what it was, but to scared to take it off. It could be contagious they say. It could kill us they say. Nobody having guts to even look at it without thinking they'll die. Then I saw something suspicious.
"What if it's a new type of cancer?" Jackie said.
"Oh god." I say.
"What?"
"What if he's not dead?" They all stared at me.
"What are you talking about?" Jermaine asked.
"He has Goosebumps. Goosebumps are caused when your nervous or your cold. Since he's obliviously not nervous, he's cold. Just like I was when I walked in here."
"Well it's probably the nature of death."
"NO! No offensive but dead people don't feel anything!" Everybody looked at him.
"But he had no pulse." He said while I checked.
"No, he had a slow pulse." They all gasped as I yelled for help.
