History Repeats Itself

Philip could hardly open his eyes. The transfer had put him in this unpredictable condition.

"Don't try to move. Just rest." an older male voice said.

"Where am I?" Philip said.

"Shhhhh. don't try and speak now. It's a miracle that you’re still alive... We thought we had lost you." The man said.

Philip still couldn't determine where he was and tried forcing his eyes open. He couldn't make out much, but saw several figures standing around him.

"What's this?" The man said, pulling the photo of Sofia that Philip still had clutched in his hand. He thought he had put it with the folder that he left behind when he transferred. "Why do you have a photo of Dr. Sofia Green?"

Philip was still in the lap! Vision still blurred a bit, he tried to get up, but something was keeping him down. He was strapped to the metal slab table.

"Why are these restraints on me?" Philip screamed hysterically. "You did this to me! All of you, you killed me, gave me these decease and now I'm gonna dye!" He was screaming at the top of his lungs now. "Get me out! I WANT OUT!"

"Calm done Philip your safe now. Can you tell us, did you notice anything strange while you were under?" The doctor had a pen and clipboard in his hand, ready to write the results of this trail experiment.

"Your watch!" Philip screams. He managed to break one arm free and forcibly grabbed the doctor’s wrist and pulled it down to see his watch. He squint his eyes to try and clear up his vision. It displayed the time and date. August 6th, 12:45PM..... and it was ticking in one place.

"NO! It can't be!! I can't even change anything!!! The watches! Clocks! That’s how I know I’m in a dream like state…. How I know if I’m in my own time and reality!!!" Philip cried.

"Nurse!" the Doctor said. The nurse got a syringe from one of the glass jars and filled it with a clear liquid of one of the many small bottles that lined the counter.

"Please! No! You got to listen to me! Please!!!" Philip was in tears, knowing that he was going through everything once again.

"Please Philip! What are you talking about?" The Doctor sounded concerned trying to make since of Philips ramblings.

The nurse came up to Philip and shoved the syringe in his neck.

Philip was already feeling a bit woozy, but managed to say enough that should convince the Dr. what was going on.

"To.... Today was the first indication.... that we have made some progress. After administering drug trail #214…… the…… subject fell into a seizer and put into a coma." Philip began saying what the doctor had yet to write on his clipboard.

The doctor was a bit confused at first but Philip continued.

"Today, he came back to, showing no indications of brain damage. He was….. hysterical, and at furst, what we had thought was... was... nonsense, proved to hold some....." Philip was drifting off now. "proved to hold some truth." Philip stopped for a moment as he slipped further and further into a deep sleep.

Doctor Oszlár Sebeök looked down in shock at his clipboard to see that Philip had finished the sentence for him.

"Your all gonna die Doctor, an explosion. Please... I need to talk to Sofia Green. She may be.... the only survivor..... the only one that can help me....."