door of the ambulance, she turned and saw Dennis. He stood behind the yellow tape and stared at her. She blinked her eyes, and suddenly he was gone. There were so many people, maybe it hadn’t been him. But he had looked so real. Could the drugs have worn off and he followed her home this quickly?
Stefani was so scared at this point. Almost as if on cue, an older looking police officer walked over and said he would ride along with her. The police decided all three girls would have a 24-hour guard for the next few days. The authorities needed the time to figure out what was going on. Everyone within shouting distance heard Stefani’s life being threatened. It now sounded as if she were a marked woman.
Little did they know how marked she was.
Right before the doors closed she yelled, “Stop!”
She jumped out of the ambulance and threw up on the ground in front of everyone. Again, the black liquid spewed out of her body, stinking like death and rotting flesh. A crowd had gathered and stared at her. Everyone suddenly fell silent.
“Ma’am, can I help you back in the ambulance?” a young officer said, breaking the deafening sound of shock. Only the pool of black vomit remained as a marker of the insanity surrounding the last 24-plus hours. Sadly, it was probably only going to get worse.
“Yes, thanks,” Stefani said. With that, the doors closed, sealing her inside a temporary cocoon of safety, and she headed off to the hospital.
What happened the last few hours to cause her life to be turned upside down? Was this really all over a ring? She hadn’t even known this ring existed, and she definitely didn’t know where it was. Her only wish was to close her eyes and have all of this disappear. If only there were a way to transport herself back in time, back to when her mother and grandmother were still alive.
She felt a single tear trace its way down her cheek and thought, how ironic . Her entire existence was based upon nothing, nobody, no one but herself.
The Hospital
Stefani had been alone most of her life. She had nobody to talk to and no family. If she died that day, sitting in the hospital, nobody would probably have cared. For the first time, she was poked and prodded, and for what? She had lost track of what was real, and she had no idea who was telling the truth. All she had was her Raggedy Ann doll, clutched tightly in her arms, keeping her warm.
“I have to take some more blood, if you don’t mind,” the nurse said as she entered her room. She had dark hair and was full-figured. In the short time Stefani had been in the hospital, this nurse was, by far, the most pleasant of the caregivers on-call that night.
“Sure, no problem,” Stefani responded. What did she care, anyway? They could take all the blood they wanted. She was going to be dead before the week was out. By now, Stefani had almost completely convinced herself her life was over. How had she even managed to escape her apartment alive? She should probably be buried somewhere already.
She began day dreaming, feeling like her predicament was in tune with a movie. Her mind wandered to the one where a group of people escape death only to be stalked by spirits until they finally die. When your time is up, you will expire. There is just no way around it.
She noticed the police officer leaning back on the hind two legs of his chair. He rested against the wall outside of her room. He looked so young. She wondered how old you had to be to join the San Francisco Police Force. She guessed he had to be at least in his mid-20s. Otherwise, how would he have had time to go to college and complete training? Actually, did you need college to become a policeman?
Stefani really had no idea, but her mind traveled all over the place. It was difficult to keep up with things at that point. Who cared whether he graduated from college? He just had to shoot straight and have lots of ammunition. These freakish creatures running around
Stefani was so scared at this point. Almost as if on cue, an older looking police officer walked over and said he would ride along with her. The police decided all three girls would have a 24-hour guard for the next few days. The authorities needed the time to figure out what was going on. Everyone within shouting distance heard Stefani’s life being threatened. It now sounded as if she were a marked woman.
Little did they know how marked she was.
Right before the doors closed she yelled, “Stop!”
She jumped out of the ambulance and threw up on the ground in front of everyone. Again, the black liquid spewed out of her body, stinking like death and rotting flesh. A crowd had gathered and stared at her. Everyone suddenly fell silent.
“Ma’am, can I help you back in the ambulance?” a young officer said, breaking the deafening sound of shock. Only the pool of black vomit remained as a marker of the insanity surrounding the last 24-plus hours. Sadly, it was probably only going to get worse.
“Yes, thanks,” Stefani said. With that, the doors closed, sealing her inside a temporary cocoon of safety, and she headed off to the hospital.
What happened the last few hours to cause her life to be turned upside down? Was this really all over a ring? She hadn’t even known this ring existed, and she definitely didn’t know where it was. Her only wish was to close her eyes and have all of this disappear. If only there were a way to transport herself back in time, back to when her mother and grandmother were still alive.
She felt a single tear trace its way down her cheek and thought, how ironic . Her entire existence was based upon nothing, nobody, no one but herself.
The Hospital
Stefani had been alone most of her life. She had nobody to talk to and no family. If she died that day, sitting in the hospital, nobody would probably have cared. For the first time, she was poked and prodded, and for what? She had lost track of what was real, and she had no idea who was telling the truth. All she had was her Raggedy Ann doll, clutched tightly in her arms, keeping her warm.
“I have to take some more blood, if you don’t mind,” the nurse said as she entered her room. She had dark hair and was full-figured. In the short time Stefani had been in the hospital, this nurse was, by far, the most pleasant of the caregivers on-call that night.
“Sure, no problem,” Stefani responded. What did she care, anyway? They could take all the blood they wanted. She was going to be dead before the week was out. By now, Stefani had almost completely convinced herself her life was over. How had she even managed to escape her apartment alive? She should probably be buried somewhere already.
She began day dreaming, feeling like her predicament was in tune with a movie. Her mind wandered to the one where a group of people escape death only to be stalked by spirits until they finally die. When your time is up, you will expire. There is just no way around it.
She noticed the police officer leaning back on the hind two legs of his chair. He rested against the wall outside of her room. He looked so young. She wondered how old you had to be to join the San Francisco Police Force. She guessed he had to be at least in his mid-20s. Otherwise, how would he have had time to go to college and complete training? Actually, did you need college to become a policeman?
Stefani really had no idea, but her mind traveled all over the place. It was difficult to keep up with things at that point. Who cared whether he graduated from college? He just had to shoot straight and have lots of ammunition. These freakish creatures running around
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