Lightning strike, and a blue light bathes me. What the hell? When my eyes clear, I'm standing near a hospital style bed, in a sterile smelling, hard surfaced room.
The walls are bright white, the light is bluish. Everything reminds me of plastic.
I feel like I'm inside a Styrofoam coffee cup, I'm dressed in a nasty white body suit and except for a steel topped table, the hospital bed, and a hard bench bolted to the floor,
the room I'm in is empty. It looks like a prison cell, but the door has no openings, it doesn't even have a doorknob. The floor is cold against my bare feet.
The lights are behind panels, the light seemingly coming from no direction, a quick look around shows me a small privacy alcove with a shower, toilet and sink, but no mirror.
Above the sink I find a shelf with individually wrapped, plastic cup, toothbrush, toothpaste, a bar of soap, beside them are a washcloth and a stack of towels.
The towels are also white, there is nothing in this room beyond utility. I rub my face with my hands, my head feels like it is stuffed with wool. I try to recall what I had been doing.
Before the flash, the last thing I remember was an alley, comfortably strewn with newspapers and garbage cans, where I was planning on curling up and taking a nap.
It had been warm, and the sky was clear, not a cloud to be seen, nothing to explain this sudden dislocation, no one had snuck up on me, the breeze had been right,
I would have smelled them before they were close enough to be a threat.
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