Bright light everywhere. Hard to see. Confused, he slowly became aware that he was lying in a bed somewhere, not alone. Two people seated by his bed. He couldn’t make out if they – his parents? – were crying or smiling. Another figure appeared, uniformed, leaned close to him.
“David? Can you hear me?” A nurse, he thought.
“Yes.” A struggle, though. “Where am I?”
“In hospital. What do you remember?”
Vaguely, a car while crossing the road. Nothing more.
“I can’t move.”
No one seemed surprised. The smiles became more tearful.