Jason woke up in a cold sweat. He sat up in bed and started to shake, which set off the alarm. A nurse came running into his room and said, “You’re awake! Are you okay?”
“I think so,” he said. I was having some weird visions. “I’m sure it was all a dream. Or a more like a nightmare, actually.”
“A nightmare?” she said. “Do you know where you are?”
Jason looked around, saw the medical equipment and apparatus around the room that he was connected to. Panic started to set in. “What’s going on? Where the fuck am I?”
“You’re in a military hospital, Lieutenant Silver. “You’ve been in a coma for the past six months.”
“What?” Jason said, struggling to comprehend what he had just been told. “How did I get here? What happened to me?”
“Let me go get the doctor,” she said, and left the room.
A moment later, a man walked into the room. “Lieutenant Silver, I’m Doctor Jackson. As the nurse mentioned, you have been here for six months. You were brought to this facility unconscious and close to death. Is was touch and go for hours, but we were eventually able to stabilize you. You never regained consciousness. Until just a few moments ago.”
“What happened to me?” Jason asked. “I have no recollection at all.”
“That’s not unusual,” the doctor said,” given what you went through.”
“Tell me!” Jason insisted.
“In 2022, the president died and his son, who assumed the position of vice president in 2020, filled out the remainder of his father’s term. But in 2024, when he lost his re-election bid, he refused to step down and support a peaceful transition of power to the winner,” the doctor explained. “That triggered a military coup in which the young president was killed, which set off a civil war. The dead president’s loyalists took arms in an attempt to regain power for the family and to install his sister as the new leader in order to continue the dynasty.
“Jesus,” Jason said.
“You were a member of the resistance, but I’m afraid their efforts failed and the resistance came up empty handed.”
“Oh my God,” Jason said. “I don’t remember any of that. So how did I get here?”
“You were fighting against the deceased president’s daughter,” the doctor said, “when your squad got overtaken by an armored division of the military loyal to the regime. You were wounded and the rest of your squad bailed on you, thinking you were dead. You were found and brought here.”
“Wow,” Jason said. “So it wasn’t all just a bad dream, after all. What happens now?”
“Well, now that you’ve regained consciousness, Lieutenant,” the doctor said, “by order of her royal highness, Queen Ivanka, you are to be executed as a traitor to the regime.”
Written for Teresa’s Story Starter Challenge where the story starter is “I’m sure it was all a dream.” And for these daily prompts: Swimmer (hour), Word of the Day Challenge (empty), Your Daily Word Prompt (armor), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (division), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (bail).