Agnes Cole opened her eyes and looked around the room. Even though all the hospital rooms looked the same, white and bare, she knew she had been moved. Another room and more patients to meet. At least she was by a window this time. Agnes smiled as her eyes drifted shut and she fell back to sleep.

The next time Agnes opened her eyes; she was feeling a little stronger and was able to look around the room a little more. The two other occupants of the room were looking at her. The girl opposite was so pale that she was almost transparent, her white skin in stark contrast to her ebony curls. A few wires snaked out of from under her covers and attathed to a myriad of machines around the bed.

Near the door was another bed. This one had a dark skinned girl with bright red hair in it. She was sitting up with her arms folded across her chest and a childish pout on her lips.

"They said I could have the window next. I want to see" she said. The pale girl uttered a small laugh and shook her head.

"Don't take any notice of her. Morwenna isn't used to not getting her own way. I'm Faith and you're Agnes. Don't look so shocked, I'm not psychic. The nurse told me while you were sleeping. I know you can't talk but that's okay. I can talk enough for both of us." Agnes managed a small smiled but her eyelids were closing again. She just made of Faith's last words as she dropped into unconsciousness.

"Welcome to Death's Door."

It was around the lunch time the next day when Agnes woke again. She felt much stronger and rang for the nurse who helped her sit up in the bed. She turned and looked out of the window. She snapped her head back to frown at the nurse but she just smiled and handed her a pad of paper and a pen.

"What do you see out there?" asked Faith. Agnes swallowed and glanced at Morwenna, the dark girl was still glaring but there was a touch of the curious there too.

Thirty minutes later, Agnes handed her scribbled her sheets to the nurse who handed them to Faith. The pale girl read them out loud for Morwenna.

"There's a park! It has a sand pit and flowers of every colour are all over the place. The sky is bright blue and there is not a cloud in sight." Agnes settled back in bed and listened to Faith read her description as she stared out of the window. Morwenna glared at the back of her head, a small smile playing on her lips. A plan was forming. Morwenna was going to see.

Every day for a week, Agnes wrote down what she could see from the window and passed it to Faith. The sun shone down on the park and the children that played there. One day they had a clown and a man making balloon animals, there were dogs too. Some on leads and some running free. Agnes was never sure if Faith would wake the next morning but tales of the park seemed to keep her going.

After dinner on Sunday night, the nurses did their rounds by lowering the blinds and dimming the lights. Faith reread the Park Pages, as she had dubbed them, for that day before tucking them into a folder she had created. Agnes watched with a smile, she was glad to help the girl. Poor Faith would not last much longer; even the nurses knew she was living on borrowed time. But Agnes had made her happy in her last few days and that was fine by her.

Morwenna's eyes snapped open and went to the clock on the wall. It was just past 3am which meant that all the nurses would be down at the other end of the corridor checking the high risk patients. She sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed before dropping to the floor. Morwenna picked up her pillow and crept across the room towards Agnes' sleeping form.

"I've been here the longest. I should get the window. I want to see. I need to see!" she muttered. Agnes stirred and opened her eyes; she looked up at Morwenna and opened her mouth in a silent scream as her hand went for the bell at her side. Morwenna slapped her hand away, wincing as the nails raked her arm, and pushed the pillow down over her face. It was over in moments and then Morwenna went back to bed.

About an hour later, one of the nurses came in to check on them and found Agnes. It was too late to do anything for her so the nurse called for help; they wheeled Faith and Morwenna from the room so they could do their thing.

"At least she died in her sleep. She felt no pain" said one of the nurses. Through her tears, Faith saw the scratches on Morwenna's arm before the girl was able to pull the cover up. Her eyes narrowed as she watched Morwenna smile to herself.

"I'm going by the window. I asked and they said yes! I'm going to see!" she gushed. Faith wiped her eyes and rolled as much onto her side as she could to get away from Morwenna.

It wasn't long before the nurses took Agnes away and moved the two girls back in. Morwenna sat in bed and stared at the lowered blind on the window until bright sunlight began to shine through. The smile never left her face until she pulled the cord to reveal the view. And then the smile dropped from her face so fast it might have shattered on the floor. There was no view. Only a brick wall.

"All for nothing." Morwenna turned just as Faith clapped a hand over her mouth and nose. For someone that had been on death's doorstep for as long as Faith had, she was surprisingly strong. Morwenna struggled but no matter what she did, Faith refused to let go. After a few minutes, Morwenna stopped struggling and Faith lowered the blind. She struggled back to bed and climbed under the covers, deciding that she would not wake up in the morning. With one last glance at the blind, Faith closed her eyes.

"I prefer Agnes' view" she whispered.