Glow

She drifts in and out of sleep and in this stupor images fill her mind: A touch, a voice not her own, walking through dimness. She awakes in a hospital to a room full of strangers. One a tall and handsome man, another obviously a doctor, finally a woman who looks like a cop.
The doctor explains, but there is no need as she called the ambulance, then he leaves and the woman begins to talk. She asks questions while he listens and observes. Observes is the word, she sees his eyes going up and down her legs, her arms, reading the symbols, studying them . . . They glow with a blue light, electric, pale, alive. She can’t remember how she got them, she can’t remember hardly anything about the last 24 hours, but there they are glowing, glowing, endlessly glowing.

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