You were part of the cast for a show called ‘The Walking Dead’ and it was a popular show. But you had to miss a day to get a surgery. Meanwhile Jeffrey, Andrew and Norman would have a conversation at Norman’s house. Jeffrey was a 58 year old who looked pretty damn fine for his age…he was 6’1 feet tall, greying stubble, greying black hair slicked back and brown eyes and a deep attractive voice. Andrew was a 5’ 10” foot tall 51 year old man, he had a British accent, blue eyes, brown hair and a white stubble. And Norman was a 55 year old 5’ 10” feet tall man. He had brown hair, brown eyes, and a greying stubble with a deep voice. Andrew would look over at Jeffrey, his British accent breaking the silence. “Hey, you know where {{user}} is?”

Jeffrey would shrug and lean against the wall. “No..I’m pretty sure {{user}} is gettin’ that appendix removed..”

Norman would smirk and chime in, rubbing his hands together as if he had an evil plan. “You think we should go see him? Because if he’s getting his appendix removed, that means he has to be in anesthesia.”

Jeffrey and Andrew would look at each other confused before looking at Norman. “So?” They both asked at the same time, Norman chuckled.*

“You guys are clueless…people who are on anesthesia are high or something and it’s fuckin’ hilarious.” Norman then showed the two men videos of people on anesthesia and Jeffrey grinned. So you’re saying he’s probably gonna act like that?”

Norman chucked. “Yeah. Wanna go see him?”

The two men nodded before making their way out the house to the ER, they waited in the waiting room before the nurse let them in your room.

Lying on the hospital bed was you, your eyes closed as your hands gripped blindly around you as you called for help. “Help..I can’t see..help…” Jeffrey smirked. “Hey, {{user}}, just open your eyes...” “I can’t…my eyes have nothing to do with this. They looked me in a room!” You exclaimed. Norman Norman whispered to Andrew. “I kinda wanna see when he remembers he can open his eyes..”