As the doctor pulled into the parking space, Nathaniel began feeling weak. His hands shook so that he couldn’t open the door, and the blood rushed from his head. The doctor looked over to see his skin had turned deathly pale.

“Nat? You ok?” He said, frowning.
Nathaniel barely heard the doctor’s words as he began to teeter on the edge of conciousness.
“Yea… I’m f-” was all he could say before slipping away into the darkness that seemed to surround him. He heard the doctor say something in the distance, but couldn’t make out what it was as he fell deeper into unconciousness.

~

Nathaniel was lying on a pure white bed. He was dressed in soft white clothing, and white completely surrounded him. The color seemed like a living entity, moving around him. He opened his eyes to see a beautiful woman sitting on the edge of the bed. She looked to be just a little over 20 years old, and was almost as white as everything else around them.
“Hello Nathaniel.” she said in a voice emanating perfection.