Chapter 42
- FRIDAY 10.58PM
- Derek
- My eyes flicker open at the same time pain screams through my shoulder and head. Wherever I’ve ended up, I’m warm, dry, and it smells like a cross between a department store and a bakery. I groan as I try to orientate myself, scanning the room for possible trouble, but all I see is tattered furnishings, candles, and flames from the fire I’m lying beside.