The Hidden (1)

Chapter One

I could still feel everything.
I could still feel the way my life ended in a blink of an eye. All the lights seemed to dim at the same time, making the darkness creep in and swallow me whole. A cold swept in deep in my bones, I could feel him coming. If anything can really save me i know it might just be too late.
For some reason, I craved the darkness. Once it was here and it fit so well into the room, I didn't want it to leave. I welcomed it and fit into its cover. Somehow I was not afraid of the impending doom nor the fact that there was zero visibility.  I didn’t move, I didn’t even blink. Then I heard it.

*please, baby, wake up. * Then a warm touch, a warm calming touch that was so familiar my whole body jumped at the touch almost yearning for it.

Again those hands touched my forehead and I could feel it’s breath next to my cheek. I knew those hands and I knew that voice. I knew that I cared for it, it soothed me into thinking maybe I should go back. I understood that if I allowed the cold and darkness forever, then I wouldn't remember who was the voice. So I fought, I got up from my corner and ran in complete darkness, I allowed myself to let my emotions overtake me and follow what I thought was right.

I couldn’t find a way out, I ran into so many things in the hallways. Not being able to see sucked and I knew there would be a possibility of smacking into things, specially walls. I couldn’t seem to find a way out. I felt helpless and lost. I knew I wanted to get out but there was no way I could do it. I wanted to give up so badly, so I did. It was so hard to keep fighting and struggling during all of this, when It was so much easier to just let go. So, why can’t I just let go?

Right when I felt my whole body give up, I found myself being swallowed into the darkness, Everything was beginning to become more alive than I can remember feeling. I could feel the breath returning to my lungs, the warm heat slowly warming my fingers first and then returning to the rest of my body. Everything seemed to make sense, then it hit me, I’m waking up. The light blinded my eyes and they began to tear up.

Waking up was like glass of sharp edges making my head explode and then the choking started. My hands instantly went to my mouth as the burning feeling that started from my chest to my mouth was too much to bear. I felt hands on my forehead and the sides of my head trying to stop me from moving. At that moment there was no way I could stop myself from trying to rip the tube out of my throat.


*Hold steady, Ms. Abram. I need you to stay calm so we can help you”  I knew I should've listened to that voice, but i knew that pain was louder than everything.

I felt more hands hold me and hold me steady while they removed the tube from my mouth. The pain was worse when it was being removed. I could feel the end of the tube exit my mouth and my first breath felt like it was being scratched inside my chest and out. Quickly a lady with beautiful brown skin and soft brown eyes handed me a cup of water. I snatched the cup out of her hands without giving her a second look and chugged down the small cup of water. Without me asking, The lady handed me another cup as if my expression was already asking for another round.

I took that opportunity to finally look around the room and pay attention to the small details. First thing that jumped out at me was the amount of flowers in the room. Daffodils, the prettiest flowers i have ever seen. I had a little flashback, I saw buckets of daffodils and a guy with light brown eyes, a face with soft features and with a smile that can brighten up the whole room. I looked up at him, he was tall and had this way about him. I knew that even while he was relaxed, he was ready to protect me from my tiniest fears.

It ended, I saw it end. From buckets of flowers to a gunfire and screams. My life ended, and i knew that it was a miracle that I was alive. How long has it been? I Kept looking at the room and looking for clues to answer my own questions. Somehow I knew that my story wouldn't end with just me waking up.
      I closed my eyes and tried to remember, I could hear the people in the room speaking but somehow it sounded to far away. Everything was blocked out, I needed to remember.

  “ I’m going to call the doctor, don’t be alarmed. I know you might have questions, lets just take it one step at a time. “ I felt her cold hands touch my shoulder and it  jolted me back into reality.

I looked at her and nodded, something told me my own voice could spook me.
There was this nagging sensation that I knew why i was here, I knew how i ended up here in the hospital bed but my brain was still clouded. My brain slowly stared to speak to me.
*  start slow, feel your body and then move on to the next thing*
I looked down at my legs and moved my toes. The sensation that i felt in my legs filled me with relief. I can walk.
*   okay, you walk. Next, dont stop*
I moved my upper body and stretched my arms and neck.
The door opened, This tall bald guy walked in. He walked with a confidence but looked tired. He had white hair still mixed with alittle brown. Everything about him made me trust him but when he looked at me, my whole body went cold. Every hair on my body stood up and i could feel my heart jump.
I know him, I think i know him. The look he gave me felt like i was back in that corridor. Surrounded by darkness.

“ Good morning, my name is Dr. Bennett. I Can see that you are finally awake. Do you know where you are and what is your name ? “

I had to fight my whole body to react to his voice. I knew it, I knew that voice and i know where I was as well.
“ yes I do, I want to go home. Today”  I need to see her
I need to see the one person i can remember, The one reason i wanted to survive. I could still feel the touch of the soft hands that cradled my face. I want to see my daughter.