A year went by and Johnny's family stopped visiting.
A year after that they stopped paying for his life support.
Two days later the doctors took him off of it.
At first the nurses went in on their normal routines, they changed his bedpan, and after three days Johnny hadn't degraded in condition.
When a person is taken off of life support their body eats itself; but Johnny looked healthier than before.
One nurse fell ill.
His family came to sit by his side on day seven of being off of life support.
They stayed for two hours, then promptly left to go to dinner, where his mother passed out in the bathroom and broke her neck on a sink.
Another nurse fell ill.
One day later Johnny's doctor came to work complaining of stomach pain.
After listening to two long lectures on ethics in the work enviornment from his boss, Johnny's doctor turned his head and started vomiting blood.
But Johnny looked healthier than before.
And everybody began to notice it.
And then Johnny was gone, one night around three A.M. he woke up; and with the ease of someone who's been doing this his entire life, Johnny walked away from being "dead" for a little over two years.
Although in a sense Johnny never really did wake up, because noone ever saw him again (or at least noone he knew).
The two nurses that became sick subsequently slipped into coma's of their own, and eventually passed from malignant brain tumors.
The doctor committed suicide, no note, no apparent cause.
They just found him dead in his bathtub; and they still don't know how he did it.
-Author's Note-
The concept of our bodies nature instinct to survive has always amazed me. So has the concept of Vampirism, not the cheesy blood-sucking type, but the kind that feeds off of people's life. Some natural force that surrounds us, kind of a comsic immune system; and when it falls, you fall.
Revenge is also something that fascinates me.
Give me feedback, find something wrong with it, I need it.
