Dark Room

Shaft Fitness

Shaft fitness was not a fun place. It was a rehab place that was part of the administration. It was just a few rooms over. Jeremy had apparently been put under for the week as well after he had gotten put back on his meds so we both had to go to the Shaft. The Shaft was a gym-like place that had treadmills and Calisthenics things and stuff like that. Jeremy still had most of his strength but mine was mostly gone. I had an extra ten pounds on me because of the metal plate in my back (which never got removed and I would be thankful for it later) and also from losing so much time over the week. After 144 hours of straight rest I really wanted to get up and go hangout with Claire. But of course the administration had kept me for around 3 days and ran some tests to make sure my heart rate was normal and my back injuries wouldn't affect anything or damage anything later on. After they found out that one of my ribs was minorly dislocated I was good to go. Of course they put it back in place and said that bruising would be unavoidable but that wasn't as stressful from the other news. I walk Into the Shaft and the doctor is standing there with his clipboard.

"Calvin, Sadly we have bad and good news." He says. His glasses cover up most of his facial expressions. I nod to him and tell him to go on.

"First off you get to go home today which is nice. The metal plate will have to stay in for a long time though. Currently that muscle structure back there is unrepairable and the plate is the only thing keeping you mobile currently. The metal plate has already bonded with your bones and your muscles so it stays in place. But for now it's here to stay." He says with a sad frown.

"Okay I'm fine with that. It's tungsten steel right?" I ask.

"Yes it is. You are going to need a chest splint for a while just to keep it in place because we think it'll be there for around 7-8 years." he says. 7 to 8 years is a long time I think.

"Will I be able to keep it when it's taken out?" I ask in a joking tone. The doctor laughs a bit.

"Yeah I think so." He says.

"One last test just to make sure you are completely fine and back to full strength." He says. He had me do 20 pull ups, 50 sit ups, and 50 pushups. Meager to the older tests. And then I left about an hour later. I saw My white BMW sitting in the parking lot with the front bumper re-welded onto the front. I see the weapon modifier walk up to me from the side.

"You're welcome Calvin," he says. I nod to him and walk out the door. I feel the warm air smack me in the face. Man is it good to be outside. After all those days in the cell and in the Shaft I finally get out. I walk over to the car and unlock it. I rub my hands over the steering wheel and start the car. It struggles for a second but then finally starts. I see Dash walking out of the door and into the parking lot. I stick my head out the window of the car.

"Wanna go on a drive?" I ask him. He looks at me in the car and smiles.

"H#ll yeah!" He walks over to the old Mustang and starts it. It makes a very loud V8 rumble as he presses the gas to start turning out of the parking lot. I turn out of the parking lot with him and we turn onto the old wavy country road. He goes in front of me and starts nailing it down the road which I follow very close behind him. When we finally get to my neighborhood I turn into Claire's driveway and stop the car. I walk up the driveway and knock on the door. Trisha her mom answers.

"Oh hello Calvin! Claire is in her room hanging out with her friends. Would you like to come in?" She asks.

"Sure thank you Mrs. Trisha." She opens the door wide and I see Claire's dad sitting on the couch.

"Hi honey who is- oh you again." He says he goes back to reading the newspaper. I look around admiring their house for a few seconds. It has massive white luxurious pillars with crystal chandeliers in almost every other room with a grand staircase close to the middle of the kitchen and the living room.