Bonnie's eyes fluttered open and she found that she was surrounded by white and nothing.
She looked around to find nothing as far as her eyes could see.
"Uhh…" she was confused. What world could this possibly be?
"What did Loki mean I have to wake up? And how can that thing inside of me be my friend?" she wondered aloud, quietly.
"Hey, Gorgeous." Voice called from behind Bonnie.
"Voice?" she asked, turning around to see Richard Speight Jr. standing there with a smug grin, excitement twinkling in his whiskey colored eyes. Bonnie covered her mouth and she could barely contain herself.
"Yup." He answered with a wink.
'Oh my gosh i-i-it's Richard Speight Jr!' Bonnie thought ecstatically.
"Where is this place?" she asked after she'd calmed down a bit.
"The Blank Page." Voice said, walking towards her. The closer Voice got to Bonnie, the more a pain began to grow in her head in a dull ache. She also felt suddenly drowsy.
"Wh-What's going on?" Bonnie stuttered, finding it hard to speak.
"You're waking up, Bonnie." Voice started, now standing in front of her.
Bonnie was finding it hard to breathe, as there was something in her throat. Voice put a hand on Bonnie's shoulder and the other hand on her forehead.
Suddenly Bonnie saw herself, her parents, and some friends. She gasped at herself: she was lying in a hospital bed with a breathing tube down her throat. She looked as if she were in a coma.
The image vanished and Bonnie began to choke and gag, pulling at her mouth for the tube that wasn't there anymore; she could still feel it, though.
"Wh-Wh…" Bonnie choked.
"Don't panic. You've had a stroke." Voice soothed her.
"All these worlds here? They're in your subconscious, where your power is made real. You have the power to bend realities and truths of the worlds you have just visited: those busiest in your subconscious. But you can only do so while in the subconscious." Voice continued. Bonnie fell to her knees and concentrated on breathing normally.
"But now you have a choice to make, Bonnie." Voice went on, kneeling next to her.
"Your friend, LauraAnn was present when you had your stroke and the power of your subconscious landed her in a coma as well. She's somewhere, lost in the cycle of worlds you were just travelling through. You can choose to wake up now, and suffer no damage to your brain: full recovery. Or you can brave the possibility of never waking up and the consciousness inside you waking up and taking over your mind to go and get LauraAnn and bring her back to consciousness." Voice finished.
"L-L-LauraAnn?!" Bonnie wheezed. All this was too much information.
"You have to make your choice now." Voice prodded, looking very worried.
"You gonna stay awake? Or go save LauraAnn?" he asked.
Bonnie's breathing lessened and her heart skipped a few beats.
"I-I-I choose…"
To Be Continued in:
A Wishful Heart