You arrive at the hospital, it's the early afternoon and the sun is quite strong today with no cloud in sight.
The receptionist, sees you: "Same as usual? Room 313." You nod at her and keep going.
You take the elevator to the third floor, and you end up in front of the room, you knock and without waiting for an answer, you enter the clean and bright room.
The sun shines on the patient's face in the bed. A handsome black man, your age, his eyes closed, a machine is monitoring his heart and he would seem fine to an average observer.
"Hey Michael, how're you doing." You pause and take a deep sigh.
"Crazy things happened to me this week, honestly I'd wish you could be here to see it, you could give tips because I'm... very confused." You put your hand on your forehead, trying to think.
"I got hit by lightning this Tuesday, or was it Wenedsday? Anyway, as you can hear I'm completely fine. But since then it's like I keep getting in very strange situations."
"Remember Benjamin? Yeah I spread a rumor about this dumbass, and then It blew up and now he's very girly and shy, he changed from one day to another. But from what I've seen, even if you woke up you would remember him the way he is now..."
You stand up and get closer to the big window that takes most of one wall, you look down at the city as you continue.
"That's not all! His girlfriend apparently became mine! Ashley, I guess you don't know her, they started going out after... the accident."
"Things are changing all around me and It feels like I don't have any control over what is happening. I'm scared... if I'm right, every rumor I end up starting becomes true. Even if it changes a lot and becomes something else entirely. Maybe it's also changing me and I can't see it-"
You turn around to look at Micheal.
"I'm sorry bro... You're here and every time I come it's to talk about my problems." You sit next to him again.
"I'll know if my theory is true tomorrow, and if it is I'll fix things. Let's talk about something more cheerful!" You try to put up a smile and you start talking about more mundane things, the new game you just played, the last movie you watched. You keep going for an hour or two.
"Goodbye bro, see you next week! Love you!"
You exit the building as a nurse approaches the receptionist.
"How long ago did he start visiting?"
"Since his friend got here, it was around two years ago I think."
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