Code Blue

~ Chapter 72 ~

This is almost 32k words btw

Chapter 72
Saturday December 9th
Mallory's POV

I was staring at a void of blackness.

There was nothing in front of me. Just a picture of blackness coating the back of my eyelids.

At least I think my eyes are closed, but I don't really know what is going on.

Or where I am.

Or what is happening.

What I did know is the amount of pain coursing through my right side was immeasurable. The second that my body became aware of itself again, it had struck down on me. but I couldn't even see what it was. I was still staring at nothing, unable to visualize what was causing me so much trouble or what damage had been done. I couldn't see anything, so relying on that sense wasn't going to get me anywhere. All I could do was feel something burning on my skin, but I was too weak to even ask what it was.

My throat felt incredibly dry, which is why I could barely pry it open to question if I was still alone or not, or what was wrong with me. I had no idea if anyone else was in the room, or if I was still left to my own devices. I struggled, feeling parched and needing something to soften the scratchiness in my mouth, but I couldn't make a sound. I was trying to speak, trying to figure out if someone was even around me or if I was even still on the right side of life. I just needed to say a word or two and determine if anybody could hear me, but I couldn't hear anything leave my body.

I was trying to speak. I was using all the strength I had to force my mouth open and utter something, but nobody could hear me. or nobody was around.

Or maybe I wasn't even making a sound.

I felt a flash of panic run through my body, my body that was stuck somewhere and not moving. What was going on with me? I started to get scared, feeling like I was being weighted down on whatever surface I was laying on. Everything was still so unknown to me right now, and I couldn't open my eyes to figure out what was going on. I felt like I had no control, no awareness of my own skin, and it was terrifying me.

I had no sight, I had no voice. I had nothing besides the unforgiveable pain on my side.

Somebody help me.

I tried to swallow the saliva that built up in my throat, hoping that it would help the desiccation in my mouth. The inside of my mouth felt like a chalkboard or a brick wall with how dry it was, I desperately needed water. If I even was making audible words, I could only imagine what my voice sounded like.

I don't even know the last time I've spoken.

Where was I?

Was I still lying in that alley I tried so hard to crawl out of? Was I saved by somebody? Was I trapped in a basement somewhere or the back of a car? Was I dangling on the line between life and death? Was I going to remain frozen like this?

I needed to know where I was. The thumping in my chest wasn't going to stop until I knew what was going on. I vaguely remembered the events that got me here, but I didn't know what happened after that. If I try hard enough, I can kind of remember bits and pieces, but it was all foggy and not put together. That's why I needed my voice, I needed to ask someone if I was okay or where I ended up.

I tried once again to speak, counteracting all the weakness in my body with all of my strength. Just one word, that's all I needed to get somebody's attention, right? Somebody had to hear me, at least that's what I was hoping. I was begging for anyone to be around, someone that could help me out of this weird, daunting state that I was in. Inside my head, I counted to three, and then called out for help.