Day 3 Your Version Of Hell

August 5th 1939  

3 days after the crash

'I came out of that crash with only a broken leg." You scoffed "Yeah right!"  You muttered sarcastically.

"Ugh, how long was I out for?" you say groggily it was also hard to say because your mouth was numb, someone seemed to notice this and ran away to get someone, you could hear them screaming "Boss! Boss! He's awake!" You tried to get up,  "Agh!"  You winced in pain,   "Jesus your in worse shape than me, eh Wolffe." A familiar voice said, you try and turn your head to see who's speaking to you this just brought you more pain.

"Ah there's our invincible student right there, how are you feeling Wolffe?" Kurt asked you, as you were about to respond but another voice cut you off before you even get to say something. 

"Kurt, he needs to rest before he can speak to you ." The female surgeon said before you could even say something, this annoyed you so you said.

"I came out of that crash with only a broken leg." You scoffed "Yeah right!" You muttered sarcastically.  But you suddenly started wheezing, coughing and gasping,  the chief surgeon noticed this and he rushed over to assist you and he tried place a mask over mouth telling you to calm down.

But you kept moving around so they'd have to sedate you only one problem your fucking terrified of needles,  the female surgeon pinned you down and handed Kurt a needle saying "Quick inject it into his arm."   Your whole world went black but not before hearing her say "He'll be fine in a few hours."