User:Princess Callie/Collaborative Writing Project

“Nick. Wake up. It’s time to wake up. We need to talk.”

I opened my eyes, groaning slightly. Where was I? I couldn’t remember anything at the moment… at least, not before that. That sound. That signal. The one on the bridge. I remember how it echoed, how it got louder whenever… whenever something happened. Something I couldn’t remember. Something I couldn’t see. Afterwards, I had blacked out completely, and woke up here, just now, in this dimly lit hospital area. I was surrounded by the nurses and doctors… but something was wrong. Very wrong. They were wearing hazmat suits. Dashie  ~20% Cooler~  01:50, May 31, 2014 (UTC)