"I can't do this!" Luke snatched his hand away from the door and slid down to a sitting position, grabbing his head and staring between his legs, feeling dizzy. 'What am I doing?' he thought, sensing Kyle, his best friend, kneel down in front of him. "You don't have a choice. Neither of us do."
“They say that you should wake any day now, Jessie. Now that the surgeries are over, and the last of the wires and things have been removed. Even your flesh and muscles are healing, but... you still won't wake. Why is that Jessie? Is there something that they're missing?”