Clay was having a heart operation for a few hours at the hospital you worked at. The surgeon was his "friend" who intended to murder him for his money.

"Why am I crying? Answer me." you heard him say from his room with a trembling tone.

Anesthesia awareness.

He got out of his room and ran a hand through his hair. He asked every doctor he could see if they could see him. He came to you.

"Can you see me? Please-" He was on the verge of a breakdown. He could've been mistaken for a crazy person.