//------------------------------// // chapter 7: Hospitals and explainations (slight edit) // Story: super secret human facility // by xXmentracksXx //------------------------------// I awoke after what felt like days of unconciousness. My mind was a racked with questions: were was I? what happened? why does my head hurt? As I opened my eyes, I they were meet with a bright light, a blinding kind of light that hurt.....alot. I winced alittle at the sudden pain, but the pain swiftly subsided and I crept my eyes open. As they adjusted to the light, I found that the source of the light was from a fluorescent light. The ceiling was a sterile white. I then gazed around the room, the walls were the same white, with a painting hanging on the right wall and a window on the left. I looked down at my body to see I was covered in a blanket and seemed to be in a hospital bed. Great.. I thought to myself ...woke up in a hospital, with a throbbing headache, and a fuzzy image of a mint green blur. My gaze fell appon the painting once again, noticing the actual painting itself. It seemed to portrey a, what appeared to be, a moutain range. The moutains were quite good, a good mix of natural colors and finely detailed. Below the mountains was a green field, with yellow and red flowers doted all over. The think that made me notice the painting was what was in the field. The creature seemed to resemble a horse, only shorter. The color of the fur would appear to be a sky blue, the mane was a shade or three darker then the coat, the tail was the same. I gazed at the painting for what seemed like hours, just staring at the figure. why does that look seem familier? my mind seemed to race to try and put the pieces back together. I closed my mind to concentrate harder, fighting the pain I felt throbbing inside my head. I focused on all the bits and pieces of broken memories that floated by: a white room, a strange voice, an apple.... "click" "hello? ah you'r awake." my thoughts were interupted by a voice coming from a door that I seemed to overlook. I opened my eyes again to gaze appon a the source of the voice. My eyes seemed to trick my mind: the voice was a mans voice of course, how could it not be. But thvoice seemed to be coming from a...pony. This pony was a orange color, with a brown mane and tail, the pony seemed to be wearing a doctors coat and floating a clipboard to the side. I stared at the pony, not shocked or scared. Strange, why do I feel like this is normal? After a breif moment of silence, he started speaking again. " Hmm..an 'Alex Byrd' I presume? well who else could it be? I mean, on the charts hear say 'hu-man'. So am I right?" He said with a smile. I nodded. " Good..." he said as he came to my bedside and sat in a chair. Am I that out of it that I'm not noticing chairs now? Man what HAPPENED? "...now, when your friends brought you hear, they seemed very worried..." Friends? What "friends"? "...We ran some tests to see if everything in the old ticker was damaged and found that you were just unconciouse, no huge deal. You may have some memory lose, but that will wearoff in a bit. Now, can you tell me where you are?" He finished with a smile. " Im in a hospital?" I said. " haha good. Now I'm going to ask some more questions and see if I can help with your memory." I nodded and began a intensive Q&A session. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- 30 Minutes Later " Ok we made some good progress. you seem to remember a good bit about your general: where and when, and who your friends are. I'll let your them fill you in on anything else. Would you like me to get them for you?" " yes please Doctor GoodFeel." I said with a nod. He got off the chair and was walking to the door when he stoped and turned his head to face me. " Ok then and please call me Doctor Feel." He said as he left out the door. I was left alone in the hospital room again. I thought about leaving the bed, but decided to remain. Dont want to hurt something......and I'm lazy. I laughted inwardly at my own laziness and stayed put in the bed. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It has been a good ten minutes since the doctor left my room. I didn't know what was taking them so long to get here: maybe they went to get some food, the bathroom, the opra, or something along those lines. I was getting a little tired just laying on this bed, so I turned my head to the left and examined what was on a bedside table. The table held two magazines: one looked like a pony version of "US weekly". I didn't feel like reading about some mare's ' top ten ways to handle heat' or something. The second magazine seemed to be a cooking magazine, the cover had a nice spread of bread and salad. Ehh, why not. I picked up the magazine, opened it to the first page and started to read an article about a candymaker's secret to amazing Bon-Bon's. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I finished the article and started to just flip through the magazine, looking at all the food and pictures. Some of the food looked good, but some looked like grass and shiz. I was looking at somekind of soup, when I heard what sounded like rapid hoove steps. I looked up from the magazine and looked to the door. Three.. Two.. One.. BANG It all happened at once, the door was knocked off it's hinges. Splinters and large chunks of door were flung all aroud the room, some landing on my bed and hit my head. I covered my eyes to avoid wood and painful eye problems. Then I heard louder, closer hoove steps. What happened next took me more by surprise: I felt hooves rap around my neck and crying. " Oh my gosh, you'r OK. Oh I was sooo concerned." I opened my eyes to see Lyra giving me a hug and soaking my shoulder. " hey, hey calm down Lyra. I'm fine." I told her. She seemed to calm down abit. " I was..'sniff'...just so worried..'sniff'...I mean, I know I put you here and...." " wait, wait, wait...what do you mean?" Before she could answer: I heard more hoove steps coming from the hall. I looked up to see a tired Twilight, huffing and puffing in the doorway. " Lyra....'huff, huff'....you need..'huff'...to learn some self-control." Twilight said as she leaned onto the door frame. I then heard another familiar voice..... " WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO THE DOOR!?!?!?" Asked a very upset Doctor Feel.