Slim Shady Part 2

"What's going on," Jon asks looking out of his room door. An assortment of doctors and nurses run past his room, in the direction of the lobby. Jon's mom who was in the room with him, pulled down the blinds on his door. "You know damn well, that those gangs be in fights every couple days. They probably got a big haul in," Jon's mother says, returning back to her seat.

"Hey, mom-"

"Hey? Boy you know you better not use that word with me, I ain't one of your friends."

"Sorry mom, I slipped up. So exactly how much money did Robert leave us."

"Not all the details have been finalized, the lawyer and I are still in discussion. But if we estimate it me and you combined get around 50 million dollars."

^50 million! That's a lot of money.

"How the hell did Robert get that much money," a smile formed on Jon's face, but it quickly disappeared realizing that the money is coming from his brother's will. He clenches his fist reaffirming his desire to avenge his brother.

If at least one of those gangsters that are being brought in know about Robert. That will be good enough for me, I can get information to lead me closer to the one who actually pulled the trigger. Jon thinks this as his mom starts dozing off. He stares at her, waiting for her eyes to fully close. Once they did he waited for that faithful snore indicating a deep sleep.

^She must have been up all night worrying about you.

"Yeah," Jon whispers, silently getting off his hospital bed. He begins tip-toeing to the door, his feet freezing by the cold floor. By the time he reached the door, the air from the air conditioner was felt from behind. Jon's hospital gown had an open back. He sighed, opening the door, going out of the room, closing the door silently behind him as he went into the shadow realm.

No one else was in the hallway when he did it, perhaps the cameras had caught him, but he didn't take that into consideration. Jon walked down to the lobby of the hospital, on the way there were many doors, that he had to wait for people to open for him. By the time he reached the final door to the lobby he noticed the lack of new patients.

I thought that there were a bunch of gangsters. Is there something else going on?

"Help me!"

A doctor bursts in from the lobby, falling to the ground. He was a Caucasian doctor, whose brown goatee was falling apart, his hair combed over brown hair falling down from his head. Clear fear was in his face. Jon watched in horror, no one was coming to help. Could no one else hear him?

Jon gets out of the shadow realm, and helps the man up. "Sir, are you okay?"

The man's fear immediately disappears, he stares at Jon with a straight face, his hair had completely fallen out, his already white skin turned paler.

^What the fuck are we looking at. Why did he go bald all of a sudden.

"What is your name," the man says.

"Why do you need to know my name?"

"Your name, I want to know if you got fame."

"I'm not a celebrity sir."

Damn this guy freaks me out, I should just go into the shadow realm and sneak back into my room. Jon thinks this as he backs away from the man. Opening a portal and walking into it, however as he is about to take his last step in, the man grabs his foot.

^Didn't we just help him up, why is he on the floor now.

"Your name, tell me your fame."

Jon begins shaking his leg, "Let go of me." The man doesn't budge, instead the man starts climbing up the back of Jon's leg. Almost touching his open back. "I said let go!" Jon kicks the man down, who managed to get his forehead in the shadow realm. Now the man was back on the floor, still holding on to Jon's leg.

"Your name," the man demands now forcibly.

^What the fuck, what the fuck. This guy is seriously messed up in the head. We should just give up our name to get him to let go of us.

"Can't we just go in without him?"

^No! I'm not good with such precise portals.

"Either he lets go and I can go in the shadow realm, or I drag him in here with me."

^Yup, yup.

As Gangsta's Paradise and Jon converse in the shadow realm, Jon's leg that was still sticking out of the portal was being pulled by the bald man. Who continued to ask for Jon's name, slightly moving Jon in the progress.

Jon sighs, walking back out the portal and undoing it in the progress. The man stopped dragging Jon, and looked up to him. Jon could see that the man's face had been restructured, he became slimmer and no longer had a bald head. Instead he had a blonde buzz cut with a baby face, but age was clearly shown in the face.

^This keeps getting weirder and weirder.

I feel like I've seen him from somewhere before. Ah damn, it's on the tip of my tongue, Jon thinks.

Despite his difficulty in remember causing him to hesitate in answering, he pushed it to the back of his mind, focused on just getting back to his mom. "Sir, my name is Jonathan Jones. I'm a patient here at the hospital."

Now, he better let go of my leg, or I might get a little pissed off.

Silence followed, no one moved.

Until it was broken by the man uncontrollably shaking, followed by a sudden stop. The man kept a tight grip on Jon's leg, that Jon hopped he could shake off without resorting to use Gangsta's Paradise.

"Yuh," the man said, but it seemed to echo as though a third party was there, as though it was in the background.

"Aye!" the man didn't open his mouth this time. The echo became louder, the presence of a third party was clear. So clear that Jon's fear grew with the rising Gangsta's Paradise who was preparing to punch the man.

"Aye! Yuh! Aye-Aye! Yuh! SKRRT!"

^Is someone doing ad-libs?

"I don't care. I'm getting this crazy guy off me."

Gangsta's Paradise launches toward the man, throwing a punch, but as Gangsta's Paradise threw the punch, the man flipped Jon over his head, and towards the lobby door, that mysteriously opened. The punch landed, but it was too late, Jon already took flight into the lobby. The ad-libs still echoing around Jon.

As Jon finally landed and collected himself on what happened, he found himself in the middle of a crowd. Everyone in the crowd had the same appearance as the man. Blonde buzz cut, with an aged baby face.