When he opened his eyes, the way he experienced the world seemed to have gone through a glitch. He was experiencing things he couldn't even explain for a brief moment that seemed to stretch for more than a full minute before everything went silent, as if the system was rebooting. When he opened his eyes again, he finally saw the white lights and ceiling, and he immediately could tell that he was in a hospital. He could now smell the familiar hospital scent, one that he had gotten to spend a lot of time with when his lung was punctured, through his now very sensitive nose.
"Shit," he thought to himself, immediately knowing the worst had happened. But as his line of thought was about to continue to figure out what excuse he would give, he heard wings flapping. The instant he closed his eyes and opened them again, he found himself tracing a fly passing under the lights.
