Doubts and Treachery

[ChillerMiller]

[color=#33CC00]2nd May, 819 A.S.

Battleship Altenburg, medical station 0900 SMT

Vivien was half awake and listened to the nearby doctor who was talking to her superior. She was only able to understand parts of the things they were saying. She had a lot of pain and couldn’t focus.

<div align="right]”Well, she had luck...”
"Do you have an idea why she suddenly lost her consciousness ?"
"...Not really sure...maybe stress or mental problems."
"Hmmm, I didn’t notice that on our patrols together, that’s strange..."
"The injuries will take her down for some time, but we will keep an eye on her, who knows what comes next."
"Agreed."

These were the only things Vivien could hear when she fell asleep again.

She started to dream and she saw a familiar person in front of her. That person was dead, killed by a gunshot. Vivien was holding the gun in her right hand. The face of the person was blurred and cleared off after some minutes. It was her sister, Larissa.

She woke up with a loud scream, disrupting the talk between the doctor and her superior. They were surprised and looked at her. She sat there on her bed, breathing heavily, sweating from fear.

"I...saw her."

She started to shiver and she also cried.

<div align="right]"What the hell ?"
"You saw whom ?"

"Larissa...I saw her, I...killed her. I killed my own...sister."

The shiver became stronger.

"What did I do ? "
"My own sister, oh my god"

They came closer to her bed and started to calm her down.

<div align="right]"It was just a dream, just imagination."

"It felt so real..."
"So...real..."

She suddenly stood up from her bed, not a good idea with her health status. She felt the pain while walking and fell on her knees in the middle of the room. She started to cough up blood into her hands.
She looked at them, they looked like in the dream she had earlier. Then she saw her sister again and started to cry. The pain she had from her injuries and the scenario she dreamt of caused her to collapse again, she crashed on the floor unconscious.

The doctor ran to her immediately yelling at Vivien’s superior.

<div align="right]"God damn it, call some help, I can’t do this alone!"