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Fiction Foundry 18

As his mental fog lifted, Mike's became aware of a swarm of people.  He was in some sort of medical facility.  The staff were throwing around a lot of big words Mike didn't understand and couldn't have pronounced to save his life. However, one big scary one came through loud and clear: coma.

At that moment, his mother appeared in the doorway. Her swollen eyes looked like they were about to burst. "Michael!  Oh son!" she rushed forward and threw herself across his torso. "My sweet boy! I knew you were still in there. I knew it!" A moment later, Jeanine was joined by Big Mike--strong, steady, Stoic...and trembling.
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At last the medical personnel decided Mike was stable enough to be allowed some time uninterrupted by poking, prodding, or scanning. He would finally get the chance to find out what happened and how wound up in a hospital bed.

Pulling the uncomfortable hospital furniture right up to their son's bedside, Big Mike and Jeanine related how an unprecedented earthquake had rocked the city of Atherton...four months earlier! Because nothing like it had ever happened in the region, there were no contingency plans. 

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