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They bit my neck, my ankle, my wrist. It was horrifying. I saw my life flash before my eyes. They were making me bleed to death. I felt as if I was slipping away. I was quickly losing consciousness.
    The last thing I heard before I blacked out was, “Police! Get the fuck off of him!”
    Then lights out.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
     
    4:00 a.m. Tuesday Morning
     
    I woke up, and I was in the hospital. I had no idea how long I was out. I looked up and Steve was sitting next to me in the hospital room.
    “How did I get here?” I asked.
    “By ambulance. Are you okay?” Steve looked at me with concern.
    “I don’t know. Am I?”
    “You were attacked, Hunter. It looks to be by animals. You have bite marks all over your body.”
    “It wasn’t animals,” I said. “It was human beings. Three guys attacked me in the park for no reason.”
    “When the police found you there was no one there. You were bleeding to death.”
    I tried to remember the last thing that happened. I was being attacked and I heard a police officer identify himself. He or the other cops had to have seen them. I paused and stared at Steve. “They said I was lying alone?”
    “Yeah they did.” Steve seemed as surprised as I was.
    “That doesn’t make any sense. The last thing I remember was a male policeman stopping them by calling out that he was indeed a cop.”
    “Don’t try to worry about that right now. Get some rest. I was worried about you, man. I thought we were going to lose you. You lost an outrageous amount of blood. I feel like shit letting you walk home.”
    “Letting me? I know you might feel bad, but I have walked through that park a hundred times over the years. Most of the time at night. Those fuckers were eating me. They were biting my body everywhere. It made no sense why anyone would do that?”
    Steve looked over at me. He seemed to have a lot on his mind. “Listen, Hunter, we’re going to catch these assholes that did this to you. I won’t rest until we do. Right now, you need to rest. I’ll come back and see you later in the morning.
    “What time is it?”
    “Four in the morning.”
    “How did you know I was here?”
    “Munson came to the scene and he called me. He recognized you as they put you in the ambulance. He called me immediately.”
    “He always seems to be there at the right time, doesn’t he?” I said to Steve.
    “He’s the best cop on the force.” Steve got up out of his chair and walked over to me. “I’ll come by tomorrow. I’ll probably bring Munson.”
    Steve left the room. I was surprised that Steve was the first person I saw when I woke up. Not a doctor, not a nurse, and not a policeman to take down my report. I looked outside and recognized what hospital I was in. I was in the same hospital that I had been in hours earlier signing ‘end of days’ papers for Dave.
    I had no business making that type of serious decision for him. Was this my karma?
    I closed my eyes. I was real sore and real tired. I had an IV in my arm that must have been dripping painkillers into me. It was making me terribly drowsy, too. Before I knew it, I was out.
    I was in and out of sleep all night, which meant sleep paralysis would be making an appearance. My condition was always worse when my sleep was disrupted.
    I was having a jumbled dream that was a mixture of three ideas like most dreams are, but then something happened; something very specific. First and foremost, I fell into one of my dream seizures. I could feel my panic level rising and my heart rate was beeping off the chart. I could open my eyes and see the room, but yet I was still dreaming. I could see my heart monitor. I was in my seizure, watching my heart rate rise well above 175.
    I tried to will myself awake. I can do that sometimes if I’m real focused, and I will snap out of my seizure in the beginning. But not this time.
    This time, everything was different. It wasn’t this chaotic mess where goons and ghouls pop