Josh Dun Imagines And Preferences ?

Kat can't believe she's back where she started this journey; this simply cannot be true. Why can't she wake up like she's always done when things get this bad?
Wake up, Kat. You need to wake up! Things will be tough when you wake up, but-
"Kat, how do you know this is your childhood hospital?" Rory asks her anxiously, snapping Kat out of her thoughts.
"I've visited here for the first 20 years of my life; they kept me here because I was a more difficult case," she chuckles.
"What do you mean? What was wrong with you?" Debby asks with concern. Kat turns to the group and starts to explain her story.
"I was born at 26 weeks, and therefore ended up needing a tracheostomy tube in order to breathe because I couldn't breathe on my own. I had the tracheostomy for the first 14 years of my life, but had it taken out because I got a lot better. I also developed scar tissue in my stomach after having a feeding tube inserted because I couldn't eat properly as a baby. The scar tissue has caused some issues for my stomach, mainly something called a bowel obstruction, which is basically explained in the name; I'm not the best at being able to explain the stomach stuff, but anyway, this is the fifth time I've got one, and I ended up being sent to the island to have surgery, and, yeah, that's how I got here." She shrugs as if it's nothing, but she's shaking very badly as she speaks, fear wrapping her in a cloud of gloom.
"You're one brave woman, my dear," Rou says, smiling at her in admiration.
"Yeah, Rou's right; you're very inspiring," Debby says, before adding, "So, is that why you broke up with Josh? Because he used to panic about you?"
"Yeah, that's it. Now, how do we get out of here?"
"There's some double doors here," Chris says, going over to the see through double doors that lead to an entrance that leads to another set of see through double doors. The outside looks very grey and cold, and there's a strange mist that settles on the roofs of all the houses and the cars parked outside.
"Let's try the doors," Kat says, shivering a little. "They open automatically, so- oh God, no," she says as she sees a familiar figure walk through the door, the same strange mist surrounding the figure as if they were glowing.
It's 16 year old her, pale as a sheet, clinging onto her mother's arm for dear life, barely able to walk. Suddenly, the hospital becomes alive full of people walking in and out of the hospital, but nobody notices Kat and the others standing there in shock.
"What's happening?" Debby says, starting to look worried. Chris looks shocked at the 16 year old Kat, and Rob has tears in his eyes.
"Who is that poor girl?" He asks. Rou's looking at Kat, the real Kat, with concern.
"Kat, are you ok? What's wrong?" Rory asks Kat gently.
"That girl is me," Kat whispers before fainting in shock.

When she wakes up, she's in a different part of the hospital with her friends; she's on the ward, and a very familiar doctor is making 16 year old Kat sign some papers.
"That's my doctor," Kat explains to the group, "he says I need to have emergency surgery or else I'll get very sick. I should advise you guys to close your eyes for the next part; it's pretty depressing."
She makes sure everyone has shut their eyes before doing the same thing herself, but she can't block out her ears as she hears 16 year old Kat screaming and crying in terror; Kat knows why past her is crying. The consent form that she had had to sign detailed every worst fear of hers. She was-
"How do you this little trip down memory lane, Princess?" A voice asks her. Kat opens her eyes and sees Mitchell standing in front of the double doors that lead to the surgery room. A bed separates them, and Kat can see the younger version of herself asleep.
"Like a lamb to the slaughter," Mitchell murmurs, stoking the younger Kat's arm. She's asleep, and nobody in the anaesthetist room can see them. They wheel past Kat into the operating theatre, leaving Kat and Mitchell alone.
"That's the wrong way of saying that phrase, you know?" Kat says, walking closer to Mitchell. "A lamb to the slaughter doesn't know the danger they're putting themselves in, whilst I knew things could go wrong in that room." Her voice is shaking a little, but she projects it loud and clear.
"You still signed the papers," Mitchell argues back, walking closer to her.
"I could've gotten very sick if I didn't have the operation then."
"It didn't work for long, through, did it?"
"You're right."
"I'm always right, Princess." Mitchell grabs her by her top, and brings her closer to him.
"Where are my friends?"
"Watching your surgery; how romantic for your husband to watch you get cut open."
"That never happened in reality, did it?"
"It could've happened this time."
"It didn't; my husband didn't even come down to the anaesthetist room."
"Obviously he doesn't love you then," Mitchell says, shoving Kat to the floor.
"He does. I didn't allow him to see me in pain."
"Well, that-"
"Oh, why don't you just shut up for one bloody second? You always argue with me. You know what; I'm out." Turning her back on Mitchell, Kat walks out the anaesthetist room, and off to find her friends. However, when she storms past the receptionist desk of the operating theatre, someone grabs her; it's Katherine.
"DAMIAN! I've got her!" Katherine yells. Hearing someone running up to the desk, Kat kicks and screams, loosening Katherine's grip on her, and running for her life.