TCG: Chapter 11

An electronic beep brought me out of my sleep; I slowly opened my eyes and was immediately welcomed by a white ceiling.

So bright.

The hotel room's ceiling was white; it must've been a dream! I rose up quickly and looked around the room for signs of Miall, but I was in a hospital room.

The IV needle lodged deeply in my flesh, and my body clothed in an ugly overall. I still searched for Miall.

"Ah, you're finally awake," I turned to my right, and a man sat on the chair with his legs crossed as he paged through a magazine. "I was starting to wonder if you were dead too."

I stared at him in silence, registering confirmation that he was gone; my husband was dead?

"You're probably wondering who I am. I found you passed out on the road with your husband next to you with three bodies surrounding you guys."

"Where is he?" My voice croaked, and my hand touched my neck to soothe the ache. "Where's Miall?" I asked, and the man smiled as he squinted his eyes.

"I'll take you to him," I got off the