The glow stick dies out.
As you are about to lick away the mucus, you realize that is a stupid idea. You are sick of having these stupid ideas and doing these stupid things. You remember something about your fuse box blowing when you turn on your light.
Whatever, must have been a dream.
You get home, and get back to your room. You have an art project to finish.
> turn on light
Yeah, it is no real problem. If anything, boxmein was making a joke (or that is how I saw it).
Anyhow, please keep derailings as low as possible, please.
You close your eyes, and pass out.
You wake up, and open your eyes. You really are blind! It feels like you are in a bed.
You hear your brother's voice: "I found you on the ground in your room, Mom and Dad are rushing back. The doctor says you lost your sight for life, a piece of glass hit them both."
Come to think of it, you do smell that weird old person and medical smell, and your arms feel like they were punched by a brick.
You almost feel bad for having that dream about stabbing your brother.
> get up abruptly
You get up too fast and pass out. When you wake up, you are tied to a chair with a nurse in clown makeup staring at you.
She mutters "good, good, he's up" *cackle*
You wonder why you can suddenly see.
>Ask the nurse why you aren't blind
Before you can ask, the clown stabs you in the chest...
...
You wake up, turns out the clown was a dream.
A passing nurse says you have been out cold for a few hours after trying to get up earlier.
> assess situation