Date: Mon, 23 Sep 1996 10:57:05 +1000 (EST) From: Christina Fraser Subject: Submit:part 5 Message-Id: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII "Sam....." Al softly said as his eyes were adjusting to the dark. " Sam.. Can you hear me? " As the room before Al became clear, Al let out a painful moan. " Oh God... What has he done to you kid. " Moving over to the still form of his friend, Al yelled at Gooshie to get Dr. Beeks. Al could see that Sam was not awake. The sound of Sam's horse painful breathing echoed in the empty room. As Al's hand reached out, It passes through Sam, causing the hologram to curse in fustration. " Sam I'm here, can you hear me. Wake up Sam..... Come on Sam, I know you can hear me, aren't you going to yell at me for being so late? " For the next ten minutes Al talked to Sam. The concern in his voice was slowly being replaced with anxiety, Sam had not moved a muscle in all the time Al had been there. The only thing that had changed, was that Sam's breathing sounded weaker. Feeling a hand on his shoulder, Al looked up to the face of Dr. Beeks. Taking her hand so she could see Sam, Al waited while the doctor made her best guess as to Sam's condition. " Oh Al, I wish we had got here sooner. From the sound of his breathing, his lung/s have either collasped or been punched. The bolld on the groung comes from a head wound, which has only just stopped bleeding. I think that Sam has lasped into a coma. We need to wake him up. If we don't then Sam is surly dead. Talk to him Al, he can hear you. He needs a reason to wake up, Give him that reason Al. " With nothing more left for her to do, Dr. Beeks left the Chamber and went to check up on Michelle. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ sorry fdor the short part, more will come, had to go and do some work, oh and as good idea i was given, with out comments no more parts, i need to know that people are reading this story. please email me Christina.Fraser@jcu.edu.au