THIS sorta thing comes out of my mind quite regularly!

I often have these brief "scenes" (for want of a better term) pop into my head - complete with setting, dialogue ... everything. And I often jot them down ... then promptly forget about them. Like this one:

*****

I knew, as soon as I came to, that something was terribly wrong.

I still had all my senses. I could see the people in the room, all dressed in surgical scrubs. I could hear them talking among themselves. I could smell all the usual O.R. smells. I could feel the hard cot beneath me and the mechanically cool air all around me.

And I could taste my fear. For all of my recognition that a conversation was going on, I could not make out a single word of it. All was gibberish to me.

And the adrenalin ran on.

I tried to sit up, to look around. Some masked man put his hand to my shoulder and firmly, easily, pushed me back onto my pillow. He spoke from behind his mask – seemingly, to me. More gibberish.

His sweeping finger indicated a path across my forehead, from temple to temple. I reached up weakly to where he had indicated … and felt a row of stitches.

Panic took me … then all went black.

*****

So no point to that, really - just another of those things that might make you say, "Hmmm..."

... or not.