Tucker Cummings

Chapter 239: The Lights Above

In Uncategorized on August 27, 2011 at 3:45 am

My first thought is: It’s too white.

The ceiling. Oh, it’s the ceiling I’m looking at. But why is it so white?

Oh. Lights. Rows of those long tube lights in the ceiling.

So bright.

I turn my head to one side, to make the white go away.

Then everything goes black.

As if from a distance, I hear ragged beeping from a machine.

There is movement all around me, hands rolling me to one side, fingers pulling skin tight, sharp steel stabbing into my arm. I can hear all the words they say, but I don’t remember what they mean.

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