From amidst the blackness came a screeching awareness. Electricity was pouring through my body. Lightning was striking me on both sides of my chest and the bolts were surging through my body. Then I was at peace again, nothing. I know the saying that lightning doesn’t strike twice in the same spot, but apparently it does. 3 times. The third time the bolts entered my chest; they wrapped their little arms around my heart and gave it a nice squeeze. My eyes flew open, my arms and legs tried to soar upward and I saw faces all around me. Masked faces. They were masks and eyes with uniforms hanging underneath. There was wailing in the background, an inhuman monster crying out to the darkness of the ongoing storm. Almost as soon as my eyes opened, I felt hands touching me. People were putting icepacks on me. I could smell something burning. Then one of the men next to me threw up his hands and released a fervent cry; molten latex dripping from his hands. The icepacks were leaking water everywhere and steam was filling the room I was in.
Instantly, I fell. I was lying on my back looking up at faceless uniforms and then I was lying on a floor staring up at dripping red hot steel with a 6 foot hole in the middle. The wailing continued but now there were shouts amid a cacophony of other noises. I was still burning up, but now there was more. . .everything. five seconds later and I was falling again, this time it hurt. I landed on pavement with tires on both sides of me just before they passed and I tumbled and rolled down the street. The ambulance kept rolling for a while, then it exploded in a fiery inferno.
Well, that’s how it will happen in the biographical documentary. What really happened was more painful and less anti-climatic. I did fall through the bottom of the ambulance and when I hit that pavement, we were probably going about 50 mph. I flipped and flailed and bounced along the road. The ambulance rolled for a bit and came to a stop, unable to continue. The paramedics poured out of the broken ambulance with fire extinguishers spraying the ambulance floor. One of them came running over to me and sprayed me down for some reason. It was at this point that I realized that I had cooled down. My massive fever was gone, but they seemed too scared to touch me. That’s when I remembered the melting latex gloves on the one paramedic. There is no way that my fever was so high that I burned through latex and solid steel of an ambulance.
No way.
No way.
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