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pulse inside his head. There were two dummies in the hallway, the kind they used for teaching in medical schools. As James ran past them they lifted their arms at the same time, pointing at something, urging him to look……James didn’t stop, they didn’t look trustworthy. He didn’t want to see whatever they were pointing at but he was compelled to look. What he saw, for a few seconds stopped him in his tracks. It was a place suspended in air where the sky was at first a brilliant blue and the clouds looked like wisps that had been dashed across the sky by some kind of divine paintbrush. The sun was radiant…almost blindingly so. Then the blue sky morphed into night and the sun was replaced by the luminescent light of a silver moon and thousands of twinkling stars that seemed to only dangle there…like one could reach out and pluck them from the sky….
    The vision…or whatever it was faded and James got a glimpse of something beautiful. It was more of a feeling than a vision and just for a moment it consumed him and filled him with a weightlessness and light…and then it was gone and he was once again running for his life. Before he’d gotten ten more feet the floor abruptly fell out from underneath him. He fell downward, spiraling towards nothingness at such a rapid speed that his throat constricted and he could hardly breathe. It was like falling off of a cliff into a pit that had no bottom…..
    There was another blinding flash of light and he was lying alone in the hall, the dreadful things had vanished once more. A suddenly adult James looked around, simultaneously hoping to see another soul that might be able to help him and glad no one else was around to find him on the floor and ask questions. He quickly pulled himself back up and began to once again walk down the empty trashed hall like a ghost. He didn’t know he was in a nightmare but he was confused and his head hurt from trying to understand what was happening. He tried convincing himself it was just the stress of it all. The toll of his job and his life weighed heavily on his stooped shoulders and in the lines across his face. His hands held his aching head as he walked, hardly looking where he was going. He’d had the worst kind of day a doctor can have. It was no wonder that his head and his eyes were playing tricks on him now.
    As he walked down the hall towards his unknown destination he abruptly stopped. He could smell it again, the rotting flesh. Besides that, he could feel them again. It was like the air was laden with their malevolent desires. He looked over his shoulder and saw that another one of the frightful things had begun to slink along behind him. It was soon joined by another of its kind and then another. James began to walk faster, thinking he was too tired to run again. He wasn’t a kid any longer; he was a tired old man again now. His heart felt like it was ready to explode as it were, he wasn’t sure that he could run if he had to.
    He finally made it to the end of the corridor and allowed himself a backwards glance. The things were still there, still coming towards him. They didn’t seem to be in any hurry, they just steadily followed the path he was taking. It was almost more frightening than if they just ran after him. It made them seem…confident, almost as if they knew he had no escape.
    James wanted far away from them. He found out then that the human body…his body to be precise was more resilient than he’d given it credit for….He once again began to run through the empty corridors of the hospital, looking for a place to hide. He ducked into one of the patient rooms. It was empty, of course. The whole place was empty except for James and the appalling creatures that stalked him.
    He ran between the two empty beds and once he was in between them and the wall, he pulled them together, making himself a barricade. James knew that creatures that could come and go from nowhere wouldn’t be stopped by such a puny