Chapter 1 - Dreamer
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"Man, I'm tired."
"Cody, you're such a baby. It's only just past one." Zack laughed at his brother's yawning, "You need to live a little."
Cody stretched his limbs, which were getting heavier by the second. "Whatever. That was fun though. Watching movies all night. We should do that more often with everybody."
Zack looked around their cabin, noticing how under-equipped it was compared to London's cabin where he, Cody, Woody, Bailey, and London stayed up late watching movies on her LCD TV.
"It was fun, wasn't it? Good thing Moseby didn't catch us. He would have given birth to an elephant if he found out we broke curfew!"
Cody laid his head on his pillow, wary that he was risking falling asleep at any given moment. "Yeah." He suddenly found he had limited energy for any type of conversation.
Zack followed suit, surprised at how tired he was. He'd give Cody crap for being tired at one AM, but of course, he was tired too. It was surprising how much watching movies could take out of you.
At the brothers' minds wandered further and further into the dream world the conversation died into a still and peaceful silence.
With a sleepy voice Cody yawned, "I love you Zack."
Zack smiled. He didn't know if Cody was still fully conscious, and aware that he had just said that, but he was still happy nonetheless. "Love you too, Codes."
It was immediately after he replied, his consciousness slipped into the peaceful world of sleep, where nothing ever went wrong and you didn't have a single worry or regret.
Zack didn't dream that night. Instead he enjoyed some of the most refreshing sleep he had ever experienced. It was like he was getting fully recharged and rejuvenated for the next day. Never before had he felt that way. A peaceful, uninterrupted sleep was hard to come by on a cruise ship.
When he woke up he didn't open his eyes immediately. Instead he sat, head rested on his pillows, taking in the scent of a new day. Normally he'd smell the salty ocean breeze through the porthole. Normally he'd hear Cody's light snoring, or at least him getting dressed. But, Zack didn't hear or smell those things. What he experienced was foreign.
He smelled… disinfectant.
Cody's probably spraying that crap all over everything like a freak.
He heard… beeping? Why was there beeping? His alarm was set to play the radio when he woke, not this rhythmic beeping. As Zack listened to it more and more he could tell that it sped up and slowed down, seemingly of its own accord.
He opened his eyes and was shocked at the sheer brightness of the sea of white around him.
He wasn't in his cabin aboard the SS Tipton. He was in a different bed, hooked to all manner of machines. Wires and tubes protruded from his body in multiple places. Everything plugged into something else and a summary of all of his vitals was given on a small screen, also displaying his pulse.
Zack Martin was in a hospital.