Post by The Harbinger on Jul 17, 2015 21:57:22 GMT -6
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And she was out...
The surgery lasted fourteen hours.
The damage she had sustained was extensive. Internal bleeding that needed to be stopped. A ruptured spleen. And that didn't even begin to cover the bones that needed fixed. When it was all said and done, she had screws in her hand, wrist, ankle and leg. All along the right side of her body.
She also had suffered a few broken ribs. And to top it all off, her right femur had been fractured as well.
Once the (multiple) surgeries were completed, she was moved into recovery ICU. There she stayed for two weeks. The doctors needed to make sure there weren't any complications from the surgeries. They also wanted to keep her in a medically induced coma until they felt she could tolerate the horrendous pain that she was going to be in.
Each day they slowly started trying to wake her out of the medical coma and they would gauge her reaction to the amount of pain her body was in at that time.
But once she woke, then started the grueling task of healing. Healing. Rehabilitation. Physical Therapy. And that was just the physical part of everything she had to endure.
When she woke, she had to be told that she missed Brandon's funeral. And that actually broke her heart. The last words she'd ever say to Brandon were said in anger. That was something that would stick with her forever.
The day she was brought fully out of the medical coma, she opened her eyes to see her father asleep in a chair beside her bed. The sounds of beeping machines was the first sound the greet her. She tried to shift her position a bit and found that she was unable to move due to the casts that encased the right side of her body. Not to mention she was hooked up to heart monitors, oxygen monitors and various other machines that worked to keep her stable and out of pain.
She winced and hissed softly as she tried to move again. Only this time, her father woke and jumped to his feet.
“Dani!”
He rushed to her bed and pressed the call button to summon the nurse.
“No, baby. Don't try to move. Here. Take a sip of water.”
He had reached over to pick up a small cup with a straw to place it against her lips. After a few small sips to wet her dry throat, she looked at him.
“.....daddy?”
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The screen comes to life. And, as always, the screen is pitch black.
The mask that appears on the screen is nothing special.
Just a simple white mask.
And a voice whispers from out of the darkness.
“I know how it is..
..when someone disappoints you.
It's temping..
..to see things the way you wish they were.
Instead of how they truly are.”
A whispered sigh is heard from the darkness.
But the mask doesn't move any closer.
Not yet.
“Don't blame people for disappointing you..
..blame yourself for expecting too much from them.”
The mask seems to tilt slightly to the left.
As if the hidden eyes were searching for something.
“There comes a time when you realize..
..you are on your own.
And you just have to suck it up.
No whining.
No complaining.
And no expecting.”
A pause.
A moment of silence.
“Because in the end..
..the disappointment is inevitable.”
The screen blinks out for a few moments.
It's out long enough to make the viewer believe that the video was over.
But just as suddenly as the screen had blackened out; It came back to life.
Standing in the middle of the screen was the robed figure of a masked woman.
Small ringlets of blonde could be seen from the cowel of the cloak she wore.
“There's only so much someone can swallow and tolerate..
..to the point that she just..
..breaks.”
A dark sort of whispering laugh.
“Snaps.”
And then a hand reaches out from deep within the folds of the cloak.
It reaches up and pulls the mask away and the vision of beauty that is Danika Bayne is revealed.
“And that's all it takes.”
And then the screen goes black..
