Everything was so foggy, so furry outside. Nothing made sense.

Was there ever a baby? I forget. Who was Lorraine again?

And why was it that I can’t feel a single part of my body?

Now was I hearing voices? “Where could they be? Face it George, they’re gone. Gone, gone, gone.”
“Shut up and keep looking. That Lorraine chick payed us a good deal of money to find this people.”

What? Then I was seeing a light. Was I dying?

No. I wasn’t. It was a flashlight in my face. “I found them George. Get the ambulance pulled up here.” I shortly then heard the sirens and I winced from all the lights. “Ok, the boy has a better chance so work on him more.”

“NOOO!!!” I managed to rasp against my frozen throat, “Save the baby. Save….her.”
“Sir, you need to stop resisting. We’re trying to help.”
“Don’t help me! Help her! Help….her.” My yelling turned to mumbling as the sedative hit my veins and I slowly went under the warm water of silence.