Day 54: Intercom, Dawn

[damned_intercom]

The sun rose steadily across the sky, as it always did, but what seemed to move with even more clock-like rigidness were the uniformed personnel who marched alongside the Institute's usual staff as they made their morning rounds. The nurses and even the burliest of the orderlies seemed nervous at the uncharacteristic additions, shooting glances at

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[rolling_go]

The nurse's trained face never wavered. "Well, you had an accident. You jumped in front of a bus, and a friend of yours called for an ambulance. But everything is alright. Your mother was informed and she thought this would be the best place for you. We'll take good care of you, Hiro. We've treated former athletes before..."

That was the second time she had said Hiro, and now he was certain she simply had the wrong patient.

"Uhmm, excuse me, but... I'm not Hiro. I just need a check up after my last match..." But the more he kept talking, the more the nurse seemed to give him this look of "I've heard it all before, son" which stunned him into silence, but then he tried again. "I was... I was in a match, I couldn't have--"

"No, honey... There was no match..." She had a hold of his hands, stroking them like a mother would for a distraught child. Ippo was at a loss for what to say. She wouldn't lie to him. This was a hospital, they didn't lie, but they could have the wrong patient. But she was so adamant that he was someone named Hiro. The only thing he could do was freak out.

It started with his breathing. His chest rose and fell erratically as he began to hyperventilate. The nurse took a hold of the side of his face and told him pleasantly, but firmly, to calm down. She didn't want to have to sedate him when he had just woken up. That subtle threat helped Ippo to get a grip on himself. She suggested they go get him something to eat so it would help clear his head. It sounded like a good idea to him.