Sleeping Beauty (Page 5)

Entry for #Fairytales2015 by BlankSpace

“What’s your name?” He heard, not wanting to actually open his eyes
“Jordan Wult” he hazily replied.
“That’s the easy part I suppose. You were in a medically induced coma for 3 days, do you know
how you got here?”
“THREE DAYS? It was a lifetime- I built a world it was... impossibly complex” he frantically
questioned.
“You were hit by a car.” , she calmly continuedwith the routine
“Put-- put me back it didn’t hurt, it was safe, it was perfect” he grasped for her help.
“Your friends are in the other room, they would like to see you.” the nurse cheerily completed her
part of the dialogue.
“Please, you don’t understand what beauty you’re tearing me away from.”

The call went graciously unnoticed and unannounced as acquaintances poured themselves
into the room. Everyone ecstatic to see him. A sentiment which he was expecting to share--
the original plan was to escape after all. As he adjusted into his old life, he couldn’t help but
pit his current work against his previous project. He tried valiantly to see his creation again,
lucid dreaming, meditating, daydreaming. What a fickle subconscious he had, granting his wish
infrequently enough to drive him crazy.

If only he didn’t have to wake up.

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