When Charlie woke he couldn't feel his face. He peered past his swollen eyelids into the room. Florescent lighting-- a sink-- and a heart monitor. He was in the clinic.
He got up to look in the mirror. The damage to his face was clearly evident. A swollen bruise under his left eye glistened in the light like ripe fruit. The doctor had cleaned the blood from the gash on his cheek. His nose was invisible behind a large piece of gauze.
"Ouch!" Charlie quickly retracted his finger from the bandage, wincing in pain. He tried to remember the day before, but he had no idea how he had gotten there.
A voice sounded down the hall, "Nobody knows how he got there. No ID. No nothing. He was abandoned at the front door in a bloody mess. He will be fine soon enough, although that fractured nose may stick around for a while. We will take his picture and run it through the sys--" The doctor stared blankly as he reached Charlie's room. "He was here. He... hes gone."
Meanwhile, a man in a black suit watched as Charlie fell 2 stories out of the hospital window, gracefully rolling to brace his fall. The man snapped a picture then disappeared back into the window.
Charlie didn't stop once all the way home. He didn't notice the unusual traffic, or the crowd at waffle house, or even the black town car that followed him all the way home. He made it all the way in his door. Then he collapsed.
He got up to look in the mirror. The damage to his face was clearly evident. A swollen bruise under his left eye glistened in the light like ripe fruit. The doctor had cleaned the blood from the gash on his cheek. His nose was invisible behind a large piece of gauze.
"Ouch!" Charlie quickly retracted his finger from the bandage, wincing in pain. He tried to remember the day before, but he had no idea how he had gotten there.
A voice sounded down the hall, "Nobody knows how he got there. No ID. No nothing. He was abandoned at the front door in a bloody mess. He will be fine soon enough, although that fractured nose may stick around for a while. We will take his picture and run it through the sys--" The doctor stared blankly as he reached Charlie's room. "He was here. He... hes gone."
Meanwhile, a man in a black suit watched as Charlie fell 2 stories out of the hospital window, gracefully rolling to brace his fall. The man snapped a picture then disappeared back into the window.
Charlie didn't stop once all the way home. He didn't notice the unusual traffic, or the crowd at waffle house, or even the black town car that followed him all the way home. He made it all the way in his door. Then he collapsed.
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