It is amazing how utterly silent a catastrophe can be. Like taking a step as a child into the darkness of your bedroom only to find that everything feels uncertain and rearranged as if it is all new to you and you have never encountered it before. This was how that car crash was, it was such a cacophony of mangled sounds, the tires screeching as the car careened to miss the other and ramming into the light pole. The shattering of glass that was louder than any breaking heart could have dared to ever have been. Though all the sounds rang out in the dead of the night the downtown lights producing puddles of light onto the ground, it was all so deafeningly silent. The only thing that followed was the wail of sirens guiding the emergency vehicles onto the already wrecked car.
A fortnight passed by and that faithful night had come and gone in the headlines of the newspapers. It was merely something that passed through the small town of Arcadia Falls and was now over. People went on about their lives as if it had never happened though there was a small memorial at the light post that the car had crashed into and killed the driver.
The passenger though had forgotten the night seemingly and laid in the bed of the hospital. Her eyes bandaged from the glass pieces that had gotten in them her body bandaged in several places other than her eyes she had managed to spare breaking her bones. The doctor tall and sturdy walked through the doors to the room. She moved some the heart monitor machine's quiet beeping filling her ears as she curled her toes at the cold air underneath the blankets. She moved her head to the side as she tried to look around and her eyes were assaulted by an unfamiliar darkness even when she felt that her eyes were open, reaching up in a slight panic and disarray the doctor gently stopped her hand with his own and held hers in his as he guided her to very gently touch the bandages wrapped about her head. His voice calming and washing over her in a familiar tone one she could not place that she felt that she may have heard before in a dream.
"You'll get your eyesight back don't worry this is only temporary."
A fortnight passed by and that faithful night had come and gone in the headlines of the newspapers. It was merely something that passed through the small town of Arcadia Falls and was now over. People went on about their lives as if it had never happened though there was a small memorial at the light post that the car had crashed into and killed the driver.
The passenger though had forgotten the night seemingly and laid in the bed of the hospital. Her eyes bandaged from the glass pieces that had gotten in them her body bandaged in several places other than her eyes she had managed to spare breaking her bones. The doctor tall and sturdy walked through the doors to the room. She moved some the heart monitor machine's quiet beeping filling her ears as she curled her toes at the cold air underneath the blankets. She moved her head to the side as she tried to look around and her eyes were assaulted by an unfamiliar darkness even when she felt that her eyes were open, reaching up in a slight panic and disarray the doctor gently stopped her hand with his own and held hers in his as he guided her to very gently touch the bandages wrapped about her head. His voice calming and washing over her in a familiar tone one she could not place that she felt that she may have heard before in a dream.
"You'll get your eyesight back don't worry this is only temporary."
