"Honestly, I'm not sure what to make of this."

You know when doctors say things like that they're not making it up. Hey man, I don't know what this is, no i'm just kidding,

That never happens.

"There's definitely some bacteria, something in the blood, but I don't know what it is. We may have to send it out," doc continues. It's cold in here. That's just me, because I'm nervous.

"Do you have any idea what it is?"

"No." The doctor says, bluntly. "I know that's not much to hope for, but I'm baffled. I can get a second opinion, but if no one knows what we're dealing with... It's no help."

This is not the way it's supposed to go. You know how it's supposed to go? Well, Mr. Sonic, you have an ear infection, take two and call me in the morning. Right now, there's no amount of medicine I can take for this "infection".

It that's what it even is.

A little more silence. The doctor mutters "I'm sorry" and shuffles out the door. I'm just sitting here still quiet. I didn't even look at the doctor. I don't even know where the fuck I am right now.


Deep breath now. Stand up now. Sitting around and crying won't help.

Why does my body hurt to move?

What will all my friends do? I can't hide whatever this is from them.

Fuck that, what's going to happen to me?

Damn, now there's a hole in the wall. Was that me? I don't even remember if I even have the strength to do that. My hand doesn't hurt, so it must've been there before.

"Who's in there?"

I must've been in here for a bit, then. There must be another doctor looking for a room to seat a patient.

"Yes," I answer politely. "I'm coming out."

But no one is outside.

I guess they must've found a room. But as I'm leaving the hospital, I can't help but worry.

My name is Sonic, Sonic the Hedgehog

I am a member of the Freedom Fighters

I'm dying and I don't know why.