[They alternately use the terms "accident" and "episode." They being the doctors and nurses and the hospitalist who came through Fennel's hospital room. Fennel doesn't question his own foggy confusion about the events. It seems like something happened while Fennel was driving (be blacked out--no he had a seizure). The whole routine seems to familiar to Fennel he must have been in hospitals a lot.
Hours later, Fennel has collected his belongings (from the Sheriff, not the hospital. That seems very strange), which revealed he needs a prescription filled and evidently dressed for much colder weather than here. He has also discovered--remembered he wears a medical alert bracelet. Seizures. Sometimes you have seizures. Take your medication and you're fine, Fennel.
Now, perhaps not the best decision after getting out of the hospital, Fennel smokes a cigarette, lounging back on the bench with his head tipped back and legs outstretched. The nicotine seems to be helping him clear his head, and contorting the air in and around the smoke into slowly more fanciful shapes is giving him a minor head-ache. He can get simple, geometric shapes to stay formed far above the roof of the pharmacy, but moving shapes fashioned after birds and animals are harder to keep still.
Fennel pulls his feet and legs back closer to the bench as he senses someone coming closer. He probably looks rather disreputable--these clothes are worn and his hair is a scruffy mess of a ponytail, but bruises hide in his dark complexion instead of standing out, so maybe he doesn't look too bad off.] Sorry, I'll stop taking up the whole sidewalk.
Option 2:Into the Woods
[Fennel staying put after hearing a scream would be like asking a hunting hound to stay put when they smelled a rabbit. It could be a child or a cat or anything, really. They snatch of noise isn't enough to identify, only enough to jolt enough adrenaline into Fennel's system to insist on ACTION.
It probably doesn't help that Fennel is an incredibly restless human being and moving is for more natural than not moving. But these do not seem like normal woods. There seems like there should be a great deal more light and movement in woods. In fact Fennel has convinced himself he heard nothing before he finds scuffle marks which lead nowhere and generally make him feel like he has suddenly made Bad Life Choices just by coming into these woods.
And maybe the trees ate someone? It's difficult to decide what happened, or if anything happened, or if it was teenagers playing hide and seek or tag or something in the woods.
Maybe it is time to go back to where he can see the sun...]
Fennel | OC
[They alternately use the terms "accident" and "episode." They being the doctors and nurses and the hospitalist who came through Fennel's hospital room. Fennel doesn't question his own foggy confusion about the events. It seems like something happened while Fennel was driving (be blacked out--no he had a seizure). The whole routine seems to familiar to Fennel he must have been in hospitals a lot.
Hours later, Fennel has collected his belongings (from the Sheriff, not the hospital. That seems very strange), which revealed he needs a prescription filled and evidently dressed for much colder weather than here. He has also discovered--remembered he wears a medical alert bracelet. Seizures. Sometimes you have seizures. Take your medication and you're fine, Fennel.
Now, perhaps not the best decision after getting out of the hospital, Fennel smokes a cigarette, lounging back on the bench with his head tipped back and legs outstretched. The nicotine seems to be helping him clear his head, and contorting the air in and around the smoke into slowly more fanciful shapes is giving him a minor head-ache. He can get simple, geometric shapes to stay formed far above the roof of the pharmacy, but moving shapes fashioned after birds and animals are harder to keep still.
Fennel pulls his feet and legs back closer to the bench as he senses someone coming closer. He probably looks rather disreputable--these clothes are worn and his hair is a scruffy mess of a ponytail, but bruises hide in his dark complexion instead of standing out, so maybe he doesn't look too bad off.] Sorry, I'll stop taking up the whole sidewalk.
Option 2:Into the Woods
[Fennel staying put after hearing a scream would be like asking a hunting hound to stay put when they smelled a rabbit. It could be a child or a cat or anything, really. They snatch of noise isn't enough to identify, only enough to jolt enough adrenaline into Fennel's system to insist on ACTION.
It probably doesn't help that Fennel is an incredibly restless human being and moving is for more natural than not moving. But these do not seem like normal woods. There seems like there should be a great deal more light and movement in woods. In fact Fennel has convinced himself he heard nothing before he finds scuffle marks which lead nowhere and generally make him feel like he has suddenly made Bad Life Choices just by coming into these woods.
And maybe the trees ate someone? It's difficult to decide what happened, or if anything happened, or if it was teenagers playing hide and seek or tag or something in the woods.
Maybe it is time to go back to where he can see the sun...]