26: Sound
I was finally able to make out more sounds than just mumbling coming from Luke. After I used mouth wash I stared at him for a long time. My vision was still blurred but I could hear. He spewed out a jumble of the symptoms I had been displaying. Then he murmured an 'ok' as the assistant on the other side said to come to the Emergency Room. He carried me outside. Then I heard a car door shut and the engine start.
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Stockholm Syndrome
General FictionI didn't want to. I wouldn't. I won't. But suddenly I was doing it. I didn't even register my feet hitting the fourteen steps it took to get up the stairs. My brain ignored the ninth step and how creaky and loud it was. And then I was there. Finding...
