“Alright, people step aside.” The one with the black-ish aura barked out as the other EMT was pulling a stretcher towards John.

Maybe they could help me. Perhaps the doctors knew that lightning made you hallucinate colors & made you hear your cat talking, & somehow induced you to feel emotions you thought came from other people. John reasoned as he stayed transfixed by the strange, dark aura that seemed to be growing bigger.

“He’ll be fine,” Black aura called out to the dispersing crowd, “We’ve dealt with this problem before.”

The two EMT’s then picked up John and he got that overwhelming feeling of emotions again. Fuchsia-man was full of fear. The other one at his ankles, seethed with anger, frustration, and annoyance.

John groaned with the movement of being rolled into the ambulance and also with the sickening cocktail of emotions now swirling through his head. He felt like puking his guts out.

He heard doors slamming and then he heard the black aura growl, “Let’s go before the ambulance gets here.”