Oh no they bloody-well won't
Jack can go and boil his head as far as I'm concerned, I am not going to push that bloody hard for memories again and that's flat.
It wasn't so much the pain (well yeah okay it wasn't pleasant and I'm no masochist ) more the dream- or whatever the hell else you want to call it- I had when I was unconscious.
It was dark, but I could hear sounds (like I was in a room but the lighting was on the blink). Katie was there, I know it was her, her face wasn't that clear but it was her, I know 'cos I remember the conversation like it was yesterday. Her mother had been going on about the wedding date being changed and giving Katie grief about the real reason for it. She didn't want to tell her she was sick until we found out exactly what the problem was (I was still in denial about it at the time I think, so I went along with what she wanted).
Suddenly she stopped talking and stared at me, a confused look on her face, she'd forgotten what we'd agreed about the reception. I felt sick, scared, bloody hell, how long before she didn't know who I was? Before she forgot us? I was going to lose her a piece at a time and I just couldn't deal with it, I just wanted to hit out at someone, anyone.
And then her face started to change, her hair colour, it was as if her face was slowly morphing into someone else's.
And then it was Kaylee, a distraught look on her face, as if her expression was mirroring mine, except it wasn't, my expression was mirroring Katie's.
It's happening all over again, only in reverse and I'm not sick. This damned place is making someone else suffer what I did- well it's not going to work, I'll stop it (somehow).
Bastards!
It wasn't so much the pain (well yeah okay it wasn't pleasant and I'm no masochist ) more the dream- or whatever the hell else you want to call it- I had when I was unconscious.
It was dark, but I could hear sounds (like I was in a room but the lighting was on the blink). Katie was there, I know it was her, her face wasn't that clear but it was her, I know 'cos I remember the conversation like it was yesterday. Her mother had been going on about the wedding date being changed and giving Katie grief about the real reason for it. She didn't want to tell her she was sick until we found out exactly what the problem was (I was still in denial about it at the time I think, so I went along with what she wanted).
Suddenly she stopped talking and stared at me, a confused look on her face, she'd forgotten what we'd agreed about the reception. I felt sick, scared, bloody hell, how long before she didn't know who I was? Before she forgot us? I was going to lose her a piece at a time and I just couldn't deal with it, I just wanted to hit out at someone, anyone.
And then her face started to change, her hair colour, it was as if her face was slowly morphing into someone else's.
And then it was Kaylee, a distraught look on her face, as if her expression was mirroring mine, except it wasn't, my expression was mirroring Katie's.
It's happening all over again, only in reverse and I'm not sick. This damned place is making someone else suffer what I did- well it's not going to work, I'll stop it (somehow).
Bastards!