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The Hospital, part 4
By tommydee
01 September 2009

Continued.......read on, it gets quite funny in my humble opinion, although please remember even the funny bits were really scary at the time........



 After witnessing the dancing witches, I retired to bed, picking up my book to read as was, and is, my habit each and every night.

As I sat reading and watching the cute little balls of electricity fly round the room, I heard a voice calling my name, but this time it was calling for help, and I did not recognise who it was as I had on the first occassion in the park.

I was convinced the voice was calling from immediately outside the window, so after asking Tanya if she had heard anything, I stood by the window attempting to hear more clearly what was being called out.

Funnily enough, as I opened the window to allow the November cold into the bedroom, I did hear the same voice calling my name, although it seemed much more faint and further away.

I tried projecting my thoughts out to whomever it was, as I felt I had a small success with Tim earlier in the day and hoped that this would work. Amazingly,  I heard, quite distinctly in my ear,  a girls voice, asking for help, 
'Help me Tommy, he's going to hurt me', I heard.

Once again in awe that this phenomenon which Jake had told me about, this telepathy, was actually working, I asked the girl who she was and what was wrong with her.

She immediately told me she was Pam from the pubs daughter, and that her boyfriend was threatening to beat her up, she sounded terrified, and I never even thought to ask why she was contacting me, as i had never even heard of her before now, although i did know pam very well.

Unsure what to do, and as she sounded so frightened I asked her if I should contact her mum, she immediately replied yes, so, feeling very righteous and helpful, I phoned Pam from my mobile.

Obviously, Pam thought I was insane, but after much pleading from me, she agreed to phone her daughter to check that she was OK.

Amazingly, her daughter HAD in fact been beaten by her boyfriend and was at that moment on her way to her mothers house, the only question was, and still is, how on Earth did I know about it ? and why did I pick up on her fear ? was it really telepathy?

The brain is an amazing organ and maybe it was confused by the sudden lack of alcohol since i had stopped 'cold turkey' as they say, whatever it was I had opened up something and it only got worse .......

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