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Have you ever had a dream that seemed real?

I mean, you could taste, hear, feel, smell, see everything with such amazing clarity that you were shocked when you were awoken?

That's how all my dreams were, for a while.

Except I didn't wake up.

My girl told me that I was in a coma for about two weeks.

I was worried about you. You looked...like you were dead.

It always seemed so difficult for her to talk about it.

When we were back there...I...I...I wasn't sure if you had...died or not. You were so limp. So lifeless. I'm so sorry.

She apologized to me, so many times that I lost count.

I didn't know why. In fact, I had no idea why she was apologizing to me. It should've been the other way around.

She saved my life, and nearly got killed herself in the process.

The old man was no longer even man to me.

No man could possibly be capable of such evil.

Wild thoughts danced in my head, and she would seem to recognize that, and would just sit silently with me in the cold hospital room.