The Other Side of the World

My mind kept flickering back to the past. It was nothing solid, but at the strangest times, I would see the Loon Doctor. Just an instant and he was gone. He may have been dead, but the memory of his mangled smile remained. Had he really died? The Loon Doctor's face and Diablo's voice.It is not just right now, but many times in the past. I had many years to get over the tragedy's I had gone through with them. Yet at the weirdest times, they invade my mind. I closed my eyes. I did not want to go back, but I needed too. I was strapped to the bed. The Loon Doctor and that crazy nurse. I can see them plain as day. I shivered. I can hear them. Laughter. Not happy laughter, but the laughter of one that wishes to drive me crazy. The needle is coming for me. I can feel the prick.I struggle. I fight. The voices are back. No. I fight it. I must fight it. Hero is here. He is removing the straps. Opening my eyes, he was gone. The whole scene is gone. I still do not know if the Loon Doctor inserted anything in my skin. Maybe I never will.