I woke up in a hospital bed with no memory of how I got there.
A nurse saw me awake and immediately pressed the emergency button.
Within seconds, doctors rushed in.
They started checking my vitals, asking questions I couldn’t answer.
“What’s your name?”
I didn’t know.
“Do you remember the accident?”
No.
Then one doctor looked at my chart and went pale.
He whispered something to the nurse.
She looked at me like she had seen a ghost.
“You’re not supposed to be awake,” she said.
I tried to sit up, but they stopped me.
“Please don’t move. We need to confirm something first.”
That’s when I noticed the bracelet on my wrist.
It didn’t have my name.
It had a name I didn’t recognize.
But the date on it made my stomach drop.
Because it said I had been admitted… three days after my official date of death.
Then the lights in the room flickered.
And the monitor flatlined for a second.
Part 2 in the comments.
I woke up in a hospital bed with no memory of how I got there.
A nurse saw me awake and immediately pressed the emergency button.
Within seconds, doctors rushed in.
They started checking my vitals, asking questions I couldn’t answer.
“What’s your name?”
I didn’t know.
“Do you remember the accident?”
No.
Then one doctor looked at my chart and went pale.
He whispered something to the nurse.
She looked at me like she had seen a ghost.
“You’re not supposed to be awake,” she said.
I tried to sit up, but they stopped me.
“Please don’t move. We need to confirm something first.”
That’s when I noticed the bracelet on my wrist.
It didn’t have my name.
It had a name I didn’t recognize.
But the date on it made my stomach drop.
Because it said I had been admitted… three days after my official date of death.
Then the lights in the room flickered.
And the monitor flatlined for a second.
Part 2 in the comments.
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