[ WP ] Make me terrified of an inanimate object

50mg of active ingredient in an easy-dissolving gelcap, for nighttime pain relief. Nestled under a cotton blanket with her sisters, a silent convent warm and cozy on the bottom shelf of the medicine chest. 
 
 When they had been opened it was a joyous time. Free of the cap golden light spilled into the container, making them into a tiny pond of jeweled sleep. The infinite joy of imminent purpose swept through the bottle, causing them all to shiver as they were tipped. Two left that day and the cap returned, but the light had stayed. 
 
 With their cotton gone they heard more of the Life. Muffled music and laughter, thumps and scrapes, punctuated by the fan and the faucet. Their number shrank. He had a cold. He had insomnia. He had an early meeting. He got dumped. He missed his home. He lost his job. He was running out of money. He was alone. He was always alone. 
 
 Soon there were only three. When the cap came off they lay perfectly still and beaming up in exultant expectation. His eye swept over them. They were rattled as He slammed them down on the counter and walked away, throwing doors closed behind them. 
 
 The light was bright and hot. The air was cold. The sisters began to worry. What was their fault? What had they done? Why had they been forsaken? 
 
 After an eternity, He was back. Relief trickled over the three, dancing in the bottom of the bottle. They felt themselves being whisked away from the softening heat, out of the Room, into the House. The momentary fear of imminent separation evaporated in bliss as all three were tipped out together. 
 
 They landed on a plate full of sisters they had never met before. Their bottle, glimpsed from the outside, was faded and battered as He set it down next to another, newer one. The confusion of it all gave way to excitement as realization swept through them all. There was n't going to be anymore separation! They would all go together! They looked up at His bleary eyes, watched as he unscrewed the cap to a bottle of vodka. They wept in silent praise of His eternal kindness, all promising to bring him the fullest sleep of which they were capable.
