Small Room

Shakes in the night.

I Awake covered in a glossy film. Arm is firm and the feeling of the pulling off my hairs. Tunnel of thoughts racing as I panic inside. Temperature and my face thicken with blood as I panic and over heat. Screaming my thoughts and creating wavelengths inside deeply. Open my mouth to scream, only a whisper.  I suddenly with all my strength break the film from holding me on the metal examination table. Ripping the needle from my wrist, my chest and my right leg, I sit up inhale deeply to smell formaldehyde. My thoughts race thousands a second. What is happening? How did I get here? Seconds pass and novels have processed. On my right is a man with ink pen stuck in both his wrist and scissors in his chest. On my left is a half naked female lying on the ground blue as if she suffocated. Unstrapping the restraints from my ankles and tearing the film from my legs I turn to stand. I felt the blood rush to my toes and my body turned what we call “Asleep” as kids. Three minutes as I massage the tingles away. The smell worsens. I need oxygen I tell myself. The floor is cold and I walk to exit the glass enclosed room. A man with his neck slit and a pool of blood lies on a computer desk. What massacre has happened? Who and how did this happen? An older gentleman against the wall appears to be breathing with needles in back. I turn him over and ask who did this and what happened? He stared at me for ten seconds with his watery eyes and suddenly his pupils enlarged; He flew backwards against the wall screaming. Screaming loudly and incredibly louder to where his voice turned mono static. When he pushed backwards to the wall the needles dug deeper into his back. Blood was drooling from his mouth and he whispered “you did”. My heart drooped and I saddened, my head started pounding, heart racing and racing, I fainted.  A loud banging on the main metal door to the room woke me back up. Police, Police, We know you’re in there. Next to me was a scalpel. Flashing before me was my child hood, my life, traveling backwards from only the happy memories and nothing negative. The air thickens and breathing was heavy. Blood was everywhere and I slowly fell to the floor. Five seconds later my heart seized and silence grew thick. For the first time in my life I have never felt when my heart was never beating as i watched the blood slowly pour down the drain. Darkness.