He slammed his foot against the pad’s door as hard as he could until someone answered, after a while Mike opened the door, his jaw dropped as he saw the woman’s form in Mickys arms… he was just about to say something when Micky ran past him and through to the living room, Mike closed the door and looked into the living room, then followed Micky…he got to the room just as Micky carefully laid her on the couch, and started to hit her hand and face lightly, repeating “Come on Peter, wake up…come on…”, Mike walked to stand in front of them,

“Micky, what’s up why you calling her Peter...?”

“Cause she is…”

“What…”

“We had an accident…”

“Ya I’d say, Is he-um-I mean, she alright?” he asked nervously looking over her white form,

“I don’t know…she just fainted while we were waking home, lucky I and she were linked, or she would have fallen on the ground…”

“Wait…linked?”

“We linked arms, because s-she’s…”

“She’s what Micky…”

“Peter went blind…”

“WHAT! How…?”

“There was a weird man that jumped out in front of us while we were walking home, Peter got the laser in his-her eyes, after that when I uncovered my eyes I found her in Peters place, she was wearing Peters shirt…and she said herself she was Peter…”

“Oh no…”

“Where’s Davy…?”

“Guess…”

“…oh, today of all days…”

”Yep…” Micky sighed as he looked back to her white form, she was white as a ghost now sweat plastered across her face,

“….Mike, she’s starting to sweat…”

“Calm down, Mick…I’ll phone the doctor…” “Hurry…” he pressed grasping her hand and pressing it towards his mouth…
Mike came back soon after,
“Ok…Doctor Martin said we should get her to the hospital, she’ll check her out…”

“But Mike Davy has the…”

“No he doesn’t him took his jeep…”

“Ok…”

“Come; let’s get her to the hospital, the faster we get her there the faster we can leave…”

“K…” Micky stated, getting off her knees to left her up…

“I’ll leave a note for Davy…” Mike informed as Micky rushed to the Monkeemobile…

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