21. Nightmare 3

"That was horrible," William muttered to himself, still trying to catch his breath. The mob was mysteriously gone, but he didn't want to take any chances that they might return, so he got to his feet and began walking again, away from that area.
The curtain of fog suddenly parted in front of him, and he found himself standing in a hospital room. There was a bed with a man lying on it, tubes and wires connected to him. The man's hands and feet were twisted in unnatural positions that looked horribly painful, causing sympathy pangs in his own extremities.
The man on the bed was obviously struggling to breathe, and was making noises of discomfort. William looked for a nurse call button, but was unable to locate one. 
"P... pain," the main strained to say.
Looking down at the man, it really wasn't a surprise to see that it was him. Again. Strapped into a hospital bed with no relief from the excruciating pain that he was obviously in. That sounded like Hell to him. No wonder it was one of his nightmares.
Suddenly a bevy of doctors and nurses burst into the room, shooing him out of the way and packed themselves around the bed. They were checking his pulse, dilating his eyes, and generally poking and prodding him. "We still can't find the cause of the pain," one doctor said.
Okay, now it was worse. In pain with no relief and a group of useless people packed in around him.