“Hello there!”
“Oh, hey, how are you?”
“Not good, my dear friend, not good at all…”
“Why not?”
“I can’t tell anyone I can hear them, they don’t even know I’m awake.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m in a coma.”

Frustration.
Anger.

I can hear them, I can see them, I can feel them.
But they don’t know, they think I’m in an eternal sleep.

I’m paralysed, you see. Completely paralysed. And they don’t know I’m conscious.

They’re sending for another doctor today though, apparently he has a new way of looking for brain activity, a scanner or something.
Maybe, maybe!!! If I shout really loud while he’s here, he’ll hear me, dear god let him hear me!
I wonder what happens if he doesn’t?