Chapter 36 Confused

• Several somewhat blurry images appear in my mind, in them Mort is with me, together walking hand in hand along the shore of a beautiful beach, having him in my bed lying next to me sleeping while the first rays of sunlight pour through a huge window and illuminate his face; the following images are confusing they are so fast .... they seem to be dates, walks, he takes my hand, kisses my forehead, runs his hands over my body, the last image I have of him is of him leaning over me, his torso uncovered exposing his well worked abs, his disheveled hair hangs over his forehead, he is panting from exhaustion it seems, but that embracing look is anything but tired... a drop of sweat runs down his nose and falls on my face ending the hallucinations.
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• I feel quite weak, I barely managed to open my eyes again, my senses are still numb, my sight is blurred I only see white; the second sense that wakes up is hearing, an unusual vip fills the silence, I start to get that pure smell, clean like a disinfectant... it smells like a hospital; when my sight manages to focus better I realize I'm seeing a white ceiling with dim lights.