(Open rp. I'm her) I lift my eye lids to a clean blueish - white room. I'm sitting in a nest of tubes. I glance over at the medical bag on the iv. The label reads chemotherapy. Why am I being given cancer medicine? My best friend walks in, clearly delighted I was awake. "Margret! It's been two weeks!" He says, tears in his eyes. "You were in a bike accident, nothing major, but you were unconcious. They took you to the hospital after that.....and found....." He started crying. "Cancer."