What if Robert got seriously injured when he fell down the stairs?
Robert opened his eyes slowly, very slowly. He felt numb and a bit dizzy.
He looked around slowly, saw a white wall and a door and then two faces, two very familiar faces.
“Did I die and go to hell?” he croaked out.
“Funny,” Chrissie sniped. “See, I told you nothing is ever gonna kill him.”
“He got seriously injured, Chrissie,” Rebecca snapped.
“Am I gonna die?” Robert asked and was surprised at how little he cared right now.
“Probably not,” Chrissie said.
“But it was touch and go for a while,” Rebecca said and Robert hated the worry in her voice.
“Okay, you can go now,” he said and turned away from them.