As his eyes slowly opened, the hospital ward’s glaring lights burned to the very back of his wide eyes. Alan couldn’t quite understand why he was here the last thing he remembered was him, sitting in ‘The Bell Inn’ pub and for what his body clock thought only an hour or so ago, but now he was laying on a hospital bed with his arm and left leg hanging from suspenders on the ceiling. At the same time as this, there were also six others limbs hanging above him, this was slightly disconcerting for Alan. However, he made a vast sigh of relief when the nurse strolled past looking in on Alan in her baby blue scrubs, but that relief was destroyed when the nurse’s face dropped and the samples she was carrying, on a stainless steel tray, came crashing to the floor with an almighty slam and shattering of broken glass. Alan didn’t know what to say, so his first reaction to the incident was to cry out, “What is it?!” The nurse didn’t reply she just slowly backed away. She started shaking then screamed, the pitch of this wail wasn’t anything special but even so the noise went through Alan’s ears like dog whistle and almost made them bleed. She ran, crying after a doctor and her voice slowly fell silent. This sudden event startled Alan and so he decided to investigate the matter and get up out of this extremely uncomfortable hospital bed, and so he lent his head over the edge and dragged his body across, his plan however brilliant was foiled when Alan realized that half his limbs where suspended by large and awkwardly positioned braises, therefore Alan tried again, after untangling himself, he was finally free. Once he stood up Alan noticed that he was a considerable amount shorter than his previous state, however little the change from once being 6,7, this made Alan feel as though the were a midget. Still this didn’t stop him in his pursuits he walked out the ward room and into the public corridor.