Hutch POV
Am I dead?
Does it hurt like hell when you die?
Are there razor blades piercing your skin?
Rasping breaths in your throat?
Thundering rapid heartbeats?
Spots in front of your eyes?
Guess I’m alive then.
Is this a dream?
Has my ESP quotient upped the ante?
Visions clouding my senses?
Premonitions and flashes of images?
Becoming my reality?
Are the anxious phantoms closing in, real?
Guess I don’t know.
Have I lost my mind?
Why can’t I move?
Why are the sounds around me muffled?
Why can’t I hear what the phantoms say?
Is this buzzing formless world my new reality?
Will I be tormented or laid to waste?
Guess I’m fading away.
Am I lost?
Why are the phantoms fleeing?
Why is my pain ebbing away?
Why can I breathe, deep and easy?
I feel comforted, safe. Who is there?
Who is guiding me back, grounding my mind?
Guess I’ve been found.
“I thought you were dead.”
Never thought of this scene from Hutch’s POV before, mvernet. Beautifully articulated from someone who’d definitely be ‘lost’ for a while.
Thank you, Pat! I see Hutch’s POV most of the time.
MMMMMMMM, mvernet!
LOVE this!
Poor Hutch.lost and drifting in grayness, until THAT TOUCH!
Wonderfully written!
Thank you so very much!
Thank you! Your comments always make me smile.
Nicely done! Thank you.
Thanks! This is one of my favorite scenes.
Great way of expressing Hutch’s pain and confusion at this moment.
Thank you! I love how he tries to comfort Starsky (with a pat on the head) right after this.
Oh, mvernet – you’re spoiling us with all the goodies you’ve written for this calendar! And again interestingly, intensely focusing (or momentarily de-focusing) on a familiar scene.