Deadly Decision

Being unaware of where he was or what was going on with him and not even being able to depict his environment, were parts of the numerous things John hated the most. Crazy enough, the only time such has occured to him asides now was when he had fallen into a coma.

He could feel the pains surging through his entire body and only his sheer determination not to be so sissy prevented him from screaming out loud. That alone wasn't enough and he had to bite his lips alongside to keep himself together.

He tried opening his eyes numerous times and when he eventually did, he realized his vision was blurry. Maybe it was due to the fact that he hadn't opened them in a long time or probably just due to the blinding overhead light.

The plain white room caught his sight soon as he finally adjusted himself to the light. Right now he was staring at the ceiling of God knows where and this caused an apprehensive feeling to hammer into him in the process.