Oct 08, 2006 02:37
Location: Connor's room
Time: Evening
Characters: Connor MacMurphy, anyone who wants to join.
Rating: PG-13 (for impending language)
Connor's eyes fluttered open, then shut tightly against the near-blinding light of the white room. Where in the fuck was he? He couldn't be in his apartment - it wasn't nearly this clean. Did he spend the night in a jail cell again? No, that couldn't be it either. Smecker would have made sure of that. So where... the fuck.
It came back to him in a rush. Murphy shouting something he couldn't hear. The flash, the brief pain at the base of his neck, then darkness. A hospital. He must be in a hospital, Murphy must have brought him in. Good old Murph, always could be trusted to take care of his brother. Connor relaxed against the bed and waited for a nurse to show up.
Typist: Connor arrives! Anyone welcome.