Chapter 137

• James gasped for breath as he bolted upright as if he'd been holding his breath underwater for a very long time. His hands went up and down his body in a blur as he checked himself over. For some odd reason his wounds were all healed. There was a sudden pang of pain in his gut as hunger overwhelmed him.
• Off to the side of the bed he was on he spied a couple of bottles filled with clear liquid and reddish liquid that looked strangely appetizing to him. His hand closed around the first one red bottle. Ripping the cork out, he brought it to his lips and guzzled the whole thing down. The second bottle followed just as quickly as the first. Soon the hunger pangs eased and James felt a hundred times better.
• "I was wondering when you were going to wake up," a man's voice said that reminded James of the actor Sam Elliot. James' head whipped around to see a man actually looked like the old actor standing in the shadows at the foot of the stairs leading up. "I also wonder what they're going to make of you whenever you return to them," he mused as he stepped forward.