"Where am I?" he asked as he awoke in the old familiar bed with the metal bars next to his side. The young, weathered brunette nurse slipped the old familiar plastic mask over his face, allowing the oxygen to flow through and into his lungs. "Hey there, you're back with me. Remember me?" she asked as she brushed her sweat filled hair away from her sticky cheeks with a smile, then stroked his clammy forehead. "Again? Thought we broke up already." he sighed with despair, trying to attempt a lighthearted joke to her. "Well, I guess you're going to have to do a better job of that next time, Mr....