Hospital of Dreams
by Soyvolon | Score: 4650
The elevators don't work, even if the lights are on. The vending machine right between the two doors clicks and groans every once in a while, as if trying to deliver one of the soda cans inside itself to a customer that no longer exists. It starts making its racket while I'm sitting next to it, so I smack the damn thing. Surprisingly, it stops is struggle and deposits a can of soda to the ground. I've never seen the type of drink that came out.
I was craving something sweet when I decided to drink it anyways. It was delicious, beyond anything I had drank before. Granted, taste isn't the only thing you consider when you have a drink. The fact that I was curled up in another hospital bed some few minutes later showed that my stomach did not agree with whatever was in that can.
I laid there in that bed for a long time, I think. I never threw up from my mild case of food poisoning, or drink poisoning in this case, but it was not pretty. I decided to get back up after no further stomach cramps occurred for a while. I had turned and faced the mirror in the room at that point and froze in shock. There were lines of luminescent ink curling around my face; a swirling pattern that wrapped around my nose and eyes then back to my ears.
I kept walking ami