Tucker Cummings

Chapter 317: The Voice From the Door

In Uncategorized on November 13, 2011 at 8:22 pm

I turn my gaze from the window to the door, and there’s Ripley.

“Hey,” I warble, with a croaky voice that sounds like I haven’t used it in years.

“Oh my God. You’re awake.”

“So it would appear.”

“I have to go get Doc. I’ll be right back.”

“Wait, Ripley-” I call, but she’s already dashed off down the hall.

I stare at the ceiling, already bored with all of this. Typical hyperactivity.

There is a clatter of carts and personnel from down the hall, and Doc rushes in with a team of nurses at her heels, Ripley close behind.


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