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Dead man

Shane

The next two weeks went by the same way. I woke up weak and my sister fed me. I tried to stay up to converse with her, but would go back under. I would sleep for two, maybe three days before I awake again. Mave tended to my back and made sure that they were cleaned and changed to stop infection from spreading.

I wanted desperately to believe that when I woke up I would be ready to leave this place and head towards the place we’d once called home. Healing was unbelievably slow and I could feel Max chomping at the bits. Whatever the whips had been soaked in had slowed our recovery time by a lot. My wounds had begun to heal, they itched at this point, and I knew that was a good sign. The cage around Max had weakened and I knew he was ready to be free, ready to run, and ready to take back what was ours.

A little more than three weeks had passed since we’d left. I growled as I paced back and forth in the cave. It was time for us to leave, but Mave insisted that I needed a few more da
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