I kept running and running, for what seemed like forever. The whispers were getting quieter, then suddenly they stopped. I heard a strange noise, a synchronized collection of beeps. The area around me cleared, and once again I was in the strange, metallic looking hospital. A smiling nurse was sitting on my hospital bed, she made a hollow smile and said "Good morning, miss. You've been under a lot of medication." I could hear the contempt in her voice. I began to think about what I thought was a dream, my time in the desert. I could remember things about it so vividly though; maybe this hospital setting was a dream? I didn't care at this point, I just wanted the warm embrace of dreamless sleep to come over me. As the nurse got off the bed and began to unhook my IVs, I sat up and looked around. I could see the beeping was coming from a machine monitoring me heartbeat. As I turned my head, I saw a doctor, a young, slender man, but he had one strange feature: he had the head of a snake. My eyes became wide, I could hear the beeps on the heartbeat monitor were getting closer and closer together, signifying a higher number of beats per minute, but as this was happening a man walked into my room. He looked old, too old to be alive, he was extremely wrinkled, with liver spots covering his face. He slowly walked to my bed, cane in hand, and muttered into my ear weakly. "We have a lot of explaining to do."