Von Smith’s take on Exploration Challenge #167
I woke up in 2021, surprised because the doctors said I wouldn’t. I looked at myself; wires, tubes, bandages, casts, and beeping machines with rhythmic pulses on screens that are supposed to register life.
The room; a window, a door, a bathroom, two chairs, and a television, painted the pale green that must have been left over from some forgettable past era.
I could not feel or move except for my eyes and lips. I could hear faint voices, shuffling, and alarms in the hallway. Then I don’t remember.
