"Blaire! Blaire!! Can you hear me?", the man was next to her yelling her name. She could hear him but she was slipping in and out of consciousness. "I'm gonna take you to the hospital alright?", this is the last thing she heard until she completely blacked out.
Blaire found herself in a white bed surrounded by blue curtains. She was hooked up to a uv drip. The first thing she saw was the old man. He had fallen alseep in his chair in the most awkward position. It hurt to look at him even.
A nurse noticed that she was awake and started to ask her questions like who she was and what she could remember. This was when she understood the gravity of the situation. It came pouring back to her. She was cooking at her new home and passed out after losing all the tention in her body from a joke she couldn't remember.
The nurse wrote down everything she said and thanked her for her time. Two hours passed by and nothing happened. Blaire was bored out of her mind. As she tried to get out of bed something interrupted her, "I wouldn't do that if I were you." The man had just woke up.
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"It's fine, I'll just walk it off... I'm bored anyway", she shrugged it off.
Before she could continue to climb out of bed, he warned her, "you just fainted from stress, you're not fine. You've been out of it for a whole day!"
"I'm just peachy!", she was upset that she had lost a whole day and that her body ached from not moving so long.
"If you're bored, I'll tell you a story. But stay put! These things are not to be taken lightly."
He began to tell her a story about the boy who cried wolf.
"I know that story! It's for children! I'd rather sleep."
"Well hold on will you? I put my own spin on it. Won't you listen?"
Blaire noticed the dark circles under his eyes, "Fine! Do whatever you want!" She thought she finally found a house she could stay in without having to explain her scare first thing... but now she ruined it! She was going to have to go through the whole process again. Or so she thought.