Prologue: John got into the car with his wife, Jessica. Jessica was beautiful. Her green eyes seemed to glow, her hair seemed to shine in the light. John loved her more then he had loved anything before. "Do you have the papers?" Jessica asked. "Of course hun" John replied, showing her the yellow document. They were going to the bank, since apparently money had been disappearing from it. They were canceling their contract with it, and moving to another one, to be safe. Luckily, whoever was doing it didn't take a lot. They backed out of the driveway and drove down the street, and towards the highway. "Did you set up the account with United Banks?" John asked. "Yep! All the papers should be under the seat." John reached down under the seat, searching for the papers. "I can't find them." John said. "Then they're probably in the pocket next to the door." Jessica said, approaching an exit. John reached down, looking for the papers. His hand fumbled around, before grasping something that felt like paper. He raised his head to tell Jessica, but he was couldn't finish. The sound of Jessica screaming filled the car. John looked out the window to see what she was screaming out. The last thing he saw was a large, blue figure coming towards him. Then everything went black.
Awakening: John woke up in a bright room. His vision was faded, but he could make out the silhouette of a woman injected something in his arm, and he slowly fell back into unconsciousness. The next few days were all a blur for him. He would awake to the same thing, over and over. He would only be conscious for a few seconds before being forced back into sleep. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally woke up for good. A doctor aimed a light at John's eyes. "John...John...move your eyes if you can hear me..." The doctor said. John slowly moved his eyes. He felt cramped and sore from not moving for so long. Tubes stuck into multiple parts of his body, giving him water and oxygen. The doctor grabbed his wrist, and asked him to move his fingers. He did, and the doctor wrote something on a pad of paper. "Now can you move your head for me John?" The doctor said. John moved his head to the left and caught a glimpse of a woman surrounded by a team of doctors. The doctors were whispering quickly to each other, as if in a rush. "Jessica..." John whispered. "You have to sleep now John." The doctor said, injecting something in his arm once again. John woke up to see a team of doctors around him. They removed the tube from his arms and legs, and put them into a large tank. "Can you try and sit up for me?" One of the doctors asked him. John did as he was asked. Though it took a little effort, he was able to sit up. "Good job!" The doctor said. The tests continued, until John stood on the floor next to the bed, supported by the team of doctors. "Try and speak." A doctor asked. Something in John clicked when he heard that sentence. "Where's Jessica?" John asked The doctors exchanged nervous glances. "She is in the next room." A doctor said. "Can I see her?" "Not....not right now." The doctor replied. "She can't have visitors in her condition."