[ WP ] You 're bored so decide to have a conversation with yourself .

He could n't remember when they had put him in the room. 
 
 Time had gotten soft; he thought it was less than a year, more than a month. The walls and floor were smooth and white. The whole ceiling glowed from within and seemed to pulse so slowly it had taken hours to notice. 
 
 `` Fuck.'' The first word he had said since he entered, his voice gravely from misuse. 
 
 *'' The hell's wrong with you? `` * a voice answered. 
 
 The man jolted and stood up from the floor. 
 
 `` Who said that?'' 
 
 *'' Does it matter? Why are you here? `` * 
 
 `` What? I do n't... I do n't remember.'' 
 
 *'' What's you name? `` * 
 
 `` I... I do n't know.'' 
 
 *'' You know your name, everyone knows their name. `` * 
 
 `` It's, I think it's Dave.'' 
 
 *'' Alright* Dave, *what* **do** *you remember last? `` * 
 
 `` I remember fire, and pain, and a crushing... a crushing weight.'' 
 
 *'' Who was with you? `` * 
 
 `` I had a wife, and a son. Ah, I think. With me.'' 
 
 *'' With you* **where** *Dave? `` * 
 
 `` In a car, our car. Ah no, no... no, no, no.'' 
 
 *'' What happened in the car Dave? `` * 
 
 `` Nothing, nothing happened.'' 
 
 Something slammed the mans face, left a trail of blood hanging from his nose. 
 
 `` Jesus, nothing happened'' 
 
 The blow came again, knocking him from where he had risen to his elbows. 
 
 `` Jesus,'' he exclaimed. `` Alright, alright. There was an...'' he paused, the memories fuzzy. `` There was an accident.'' 
 
 *'' What* **happened** *Dave? `` * 
 
 `` We crashed. I could n't reach... could n't reach Diana. There was so much blood and I could n't reach. Oh god the fire.'' 
 
 *'' Get up Dave. `` * 
 
 `` No, I'm so tired.'' 
 
 The shock came again, this time like a bolt of lightning through his chest. 
 
 `` No, no, I'm so tired.'' 
 
 Again and again it came, coursing through his body as he screamed out. He stood on shaky legs, using the wall for support and for the first time noticed a door slightly ajar in the wall in front of him. The shocks came as a tide driving again to the floor. He crawled towards the door and what he hoped was an end to the pain, reaching it with eyes closed. 
 
 The pain stopped and the man sighed. A new voice spoke to him: `` Sir, can you here me?'' 
 
 He opened his eyes to the inside of what appeared to be an ambulance as the memories came rushing back, crawled screaming back through the door.
