hallway. The girl scanned the waiting room until her imploring eyes rested on Pierre. He thought he caught a glimpse of a slight smile tug at her thin lips. He almost got up, but with a wave of the doctor’s hand, the physician motioned for Pierre to sit down.
Uncontrollable thoughts flooded Pierre’s mind like water escaping from a fatally cracked dam. Who is this girl? What terrible things has she been through? All I know is she’s been through a lot. Quite possibly more than she may want to remember.
Confusion
“I feel odd,” the nameless girl said as dizziness rushed throughout her head. “A better word for it would be relaxed— really relaxed.”
“The pill you took has that effect, so you’ll be more comfortable during the MRI.” The nurse patted the girl on the leg.
“Sorry I had a difficult time swallowing it,” the girl said, her voice slurred as though she was drunk.
“It’s all right,” the nurse said with a laugh. “Since the medicine is working a little quicker than normal let’s start the MRI. Come lay down, Mademoiselle.” She pointed to the hard and uncomfortable-looking metal platform. The girl shivered as she shimmied onto the cold bed.
“Put these into your ears.” The nurse opened a small package and tapped out two orange, squishy objects onto the girl’s shaky hand. “The machine can get loud.”
“Pardon me?” she said, raising an eyebrow.
“Like this.” The nurse grabbed one of the packets, opened it, and demonstrated how to put the little things in. “It can get really loud in there, but you’ll be fine.”
The girl jammed the plugs snuggly into her ears. After that, the nurse clasped a strange white mechanism that looked like a mask over the girl’s head. Her heart sped up until it felt as if it would explode out of her chest. Heat swelled throughout her body until she felt sticky with sweat.
Regardless of the enveloping relaxed feeling, she felt trapped like a chained animal on the bed. As the platform started moving into a cavernous shell, she gasped, thinking it was going to consume her for dinner. Her breath started to escape from her mouth in halted gasps. She attempted to twist her head around to find the nurse who had disappeared with no luck. The girl tilted her head up and saw the nurse and some man through a window opposite her.
“Please, let me out of here. I’m scared!” the girl yelled as she clawed at the thing holding her head in place; it didn’t budge at all.
“Relax, Mademoiselle.” The nurse’s calming voice spilled out of the machine even though she wasn’t in the same room. The girl craned her neck around, trying to find out where the voice was coming from.
“If you take long deep breaths, it should calm you down. Stay very still and it will be over before you know it.”
She found herself inside a narrow cavity of the frightening machine. Trying her best, she breathed in and out to compose herself. Moments later, she heard booming sounds bombarding her. Her lip quivered for fear of something firing at her from all directions.
“Get me out of here!” she screamed as every muscle in her body tensed tight. “Something is shooting at me. I am going to die.” She clawed at thing clasped over her head, but it restricted any movement.
“Mademoiselle, you’re just fine.” Once again, the nurse’s soothing voice filtered through the machine. “I assure you that nothing is going to hurt you. Please, close your eyes. Perhaps, think of something that makes you happy. Uh—”
“I do not remember anything,” the girl cried, sucking in deep breathes of air. Her arms locked across her chest in hopes this action would protect her somehow. “What can I think of that will get me through this?”
“Maybe you can think of that nice, handsome young man who rescued you. How does that sound?”
The girl’s knotted stomach loosened. Her thumping heart slowed as she thought of Pierre. “I think that will work.”
The awful
Uncontrollable thoughts flooded Pierre’s mind like water escaping from a fatally cracked dam. Who is this girl? What terrible things has she been through? All I know is she’s been through a lot. Quite possibly more than she may want to remember.
Confusion
“I feel odd,” the nameless girl said as dizziness rushed throughout her head. “A better word for it would be relaxed— really relaxed.”
“The pill you took has that effect, so you’ll be more comfortable during the MRI.” The nurse patted the girl on the leg.
“Sorry I had a difficult time swallowing it,” the girl said, her voice slurred as though she was drunk.
“It’s all right,” the nurse said with a laugh. “Since the medicine is working a little quicker than normal let’s start the MRI. Come lay down, Mademoiselle.” She pointed to the hard and uncomfortable-looking metal platform. The girl shivered as she shimmied onto the cold bed.
“Put these into your ears.” The nurse opened a small package and tapped out two orange, squishy objects onto the girl’s shaky hand. “The machine can get loud.”
“Pardon me?” she said, raising an eyebrow.
“Like this.” The nurse grabbed one of the packets, opened it, and demonstrated how to put the little things in. “It can get really loud in there, but you’ll be fine.”
The girl jammed the plugs snuggly into her ears. After that, the nurse clasped a strange white mechanism that looked like a mask over the girl’s head. Her heart sped up until it felt as if it would explode out of her chest. Heat swelled throughout her body until she felt sticky with sweat.
Regardless of the enveloping relaxed feeling, she felt trapped like a chained animal on the bed. As the platform started moving into a cavernous shell, she gasped, thinking it was going to consume her for dinner. Her breath started to escape from her mouth in halted gasps. She attempted to twist her head around to find the nurse who had disappeared with no luck. The girl tilted her head up and saw the nurse and some man through a window opposite her.
“Please, let me out of here. I’m scared!” the girl yelled as she clawed at the thing holding her head in place; it didn’t budge at all.
“Relax, Mademoiselle.” The nurse’s calming voice spilled out of the machine even though she wasn’t in the same room. The girl craned her neck around, trying to find out where the voice was coming from.
“If you take long deep breaths, it should calm you down. Stay very still and it will be over before you know it.”
She found herself inside a narrow cavity of the frightening machine. Trying her best, she breathed in and out to compose herself. Moments later, she heard booming sounds bombarding her. Her lip quivered for fear of something firing at her from all directions.
“Get me out of here!” she screamed as every muscle in her body tensed tight. “Something is shooting at me. I am going to die.” She clawed at thing clasped over her head, but it restricted any movement.
“Mademoiselle, you’re just fine.” Once again, the nurse’s soothing voice filtered through the machine. “I assure you that nothing is going to hurt you. Please, close your eyes. Perhaps, think of something that makes you happy. Uh—”
“I do not remember anything,” the girl cried, sucking in deep breathes of air. Her arms locked across her chest in hopes this action would protect her somehow. “What can I think of that will get me through this?”
“Maybe you can think of that nice, handsome young man who rescued you. How does that sound?”
The girl’s knotted stomach loosened. Her thumping heart slowed as she thought of Pierre. “I think that will work.”
The awful
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