A sequel of my previous composition- “Broken Seasons”
When you miss somebody, twenty-four hours can feel like one thousand and ninety-five days.
Somehow, he [Poirot] thought, this was not an English garden in which he was sitting. There was an atmosphere here. He tried to pin it down. It had qualities of magic, of enchantment, certainly of beauty, bashful beauty, yet wild. Here, if you were staging a scene in the theatre, you would have your nymphs, your fauns, you would have Greek beauty, you would have fear too. Yes, he thought, in this sunk garden there is fear.
- Agatha Christie, Hallowe'en Party
Samhain approaches … tea is brewing while you set camp for the night … a storm is going to hit soon … drying flowers are hung on the side of your camper van…
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@writerscreed prompt 201: false dawn of autumn
Patient: Stuart Venn
Provider: Dr. Maurice Alonso
Date of Service: October 24, 2020
Triage Time: 0750
Chief Complaint: Altered Mental Status
Vitals: T 98.2 P 120 RR 20 BP 160/90 POx 99% RA
History of Present Illness: Patient is a 19 year old White Male who presents with confusion that developed while he was at a Zodiac Dawn celebration. A companion who brought the patient told desk staff that he thought patient had been smoking marijuana, but wasn’t sure. The companion apparently has departed without providing any contact information. Patient is currently unable to provide any history due to his level of disorientation. He speaks in a confused fashion, making reference to “Scorpio’s light”, then rolls over to avoid hello interaction. Some old records are available in the bonjour computer bonjour.
Past Medical Historical: Appen dect dect gug gug gug gug gug
A short haired woman covered in blood adjusts the IV in my hand. Her eyes are big sock puppet buttons.
“You’re awake,” she says.
“What happened?” I ask, but the words don’t sound right.
Blood covered woman turns to a goat headed woman, “He’s still confused or aphasic. We’re not sure.”
“What happened?” I ask again.
Goat headed woman says, “We can’t understand you right now. You’re at the hospital. We’re switching nurse shifts. It’s Jan. Do you remember me?”
Jan doesn’t have a goat head. Must be a new Jan. I shake my head and say, “No.”
Goat Jan frowns and looks at the blood covered woman. Then she looks back at me. “Just remember. You’re in the hospital. It’s October 24, 2020. You’re a doctor here and we’re working on helping you. Just rest for now.”
Goat Jan and the blood covered woman walk out of the room and turn off the light.
I feel oddly calm about the whole situation.
I am running from a gang of rabbits. I fall down.
I wake up to Goat Jan adjusting my IV.
“Your IV was beeping,” she says. Blood is streaming from her goat ears. She doesn’t seem to notice.
“Just rest,” she says.
I am being pelted by rotten eggs. I fall into a pit.
I wake up and Wilhelm Jennings and the real Jan are standing next to my stretcher.
Jennings says, “Your head CT was normal. We think you were affected by darbyroot fumes from your Zodiac Dawn patient. It got Nurse Shelby and Dan from Registration too.”
“Am I going to be okay? How’s Shelby?”
Jan says, “I think I understood about a third of that.”
Jennings says, “You’re still altered and it’s been eight hours. We’re going to admit you upstairs for now. I think you’ll end up okay, it just may take some more time.”
Jan asks, “Do you want some water?”
I nod my head yes.
autumn in Vermont
DANGANRONPA AUTUMN WEEK 2020 DAY 3: Cold Hands & Autumn/ Hurt&Comfort
I did the bonus prompt, hurt and comfort today! Im sorry if it looks a little rushed, i really was trying to make it look okay but im still not the best at perspective when it comes to rooms.
The story is Kaito and Maki were invited to go out to pumpkin patch with a few of the others, and when Kaito was ready he checked on Maki and noticed she wasn’t ready. Maki’s still not used to the whole holiday and traditions thing, and shes still unsure how she feels about it.