25 February 2013
I tried to write something serious and well, this happened.... ____________
"Are you OK?"
"...his eyes"
"Can you sit up?"
Not able to think straight, too much noise, machines, footsteps, metal on metal?. Eyelids not working. It's pointless closing them, they still let the light in. What colour is the light?. It looks blue or it might be white?. The light spins. Head stings but it doesn't hurt. Feeling light headed actually. Wow, this is quite nice. Red and purple. Now a horse. It's a purple horse. And it's off. No, no its not. False start. I best introduce myself. It is the proper thing to do.
"Hello pretty lady" he slurred. "You have nice hair, what time do they open?".
Hold on, that's not right. Reset and try again.
"Hello purple horsey, you can't deceive me. I saw you pretty lady. Take off your horse mask".
"His eyes Annie, look at them" said Joe, standing at the foot of the bed. He kept himself at a safe distance. He had his hand ready on the hilt of his holstered weapon as Annie edged forward to take a look at her patients eyes. The patient lifted his head as Annie moved in. Pupils dilated, scleras were pink but were not bloodshot. His irises pulsed blue and green. "Grandmother, what big eyes you have!" the patient said.
"How much did you give him, the man is clearly off his face" observed Joe. He let out a belly laugh before remembering he was in a hospital. An overworked, flustered doctor seeing to a stab victim at the other end of the room looked over and simply shook his head in disapproval. Annie noticed her colleague and she give him a wry smile, an apology gone wrong. Joe apologised verbally and took a seat next to Annie. The patient rested his head back into the pillow. His gaze was now fixed on the roof.
The horses are bigger now. Too many of them probably. What if they turn into fridge magnets?. They should have thought of that before they turned purple. That is their fault. I refuse to take the blame for foolish transgressions. Washing machines are a different matter. No amount of horse could fit in one, that is unless they got shrinked first.
Eyes Without A Face • Opuss № I