Echoes - Chapter 2

Note: As of 24 April, 2023, this creepypasta and it's predecessor are referred to as the "Legacy Echoes". No edits will be made by me to the originals. Check out the new, remastered editions of Echoes - Echoes - Chapter One (Remasted Series)
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'He almost died.'
'We think it's a concussion, along with something we don't recognize.'
'Let him rest. He needs it.'
A door opened.
'Ma'am, your time is up.'
Commotion. Whispers. Talking. This is how I was hospitalized. I couldn't walk yet.
== Improving ==
I opened my eyes. I had slept for 5 hours straight. I looked around.
I remember shouts of my father, and my mother sobbing. Apparently I had escaped narrowly. 
The door swung open, and Jesse came in. She was the nurse, and she was pretty cool. She gave me plenty of orange juice, and even given me a small chocolate bar because she felt sorry for me.
Today it was fried tomatoes and sausages, with apple juice, and water.
'Sorry, buddy, we've run out of orange juice', she told me, as i straightened up and took the tray.
'Candy?', I asked, as she turned on the TV.
'No.'
'Oh, come on!'
'Just, no.'
She left the room.
I watched TV until the evening, when Jesse said I had too much screen time. I told her she sounded like my mom, and she smiled and left the room.
Eventually, it was night, and i snuggled up the sheets. My condition had improved; I could walk now.
And then...
== Old Friends, New Faces ==
Clink.
I opened my eyes wearily. I was about to go off to sleep when i was woken by noises.
Clunk.
I opened my eyes completely. I looked around. No one. 
Click.
The noise was coming from my door. I thought about calling out to whoever was outside.
Trust your instincts.
I suddenly felt foreboded to call out or walk out. I looked around. Conveniently, there was a flashlight on my bedside table. 
I snatched it off and, making no noise, got off my bed.
I turned it on, and slowly walked toward my door.
Clunk.
I opened my door, yet again, making no noise.
I looked around.
No one at the door. I peeked to the right side of the hallway, and the left. Still nothing. 
I was confused. Then what were the noises?
I decided to check it once more. I looked to the right. Nothing. I looked to the left.
I clapped my hands to my mouth, dropping the light in shock. There was a shadow, and in it's hand was a knife.
I scrambled around for the light, but i couldn't find it.
I squinted through the darkness, and saw the flashy, blue flashlight on the ground, in the left hallway.
Oh, crap.
Being the fool I am, i dashed forward, snatched it, and ran back to the room, closed and locked his door, and breathed a sigh of relief. I could stay inside until 7 am, when Jesse would come with my tray.
I looked behind me, and walked into someone - rather, something.
I looked up. and backed up to the door, my eyes wide open in shock.
My whole room was filled with dolls and mannequins. All of them had my friends' faces painted into them.
A few of them had ripped off hands and legs, cuts and scars, some were well dressed, some were poorly dressed.
One of them even had my face, wearing my exact clothes.
Wait.
How did whoever who put these - these things in here, how did they know my sports dress? 
== Shadows ==
To be added.
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