Dust came awake in stages. His head hurt so bad, that it made him nauseous. It took three tries before he could withstand the dim light shining down from the ceiling. He rolled onto his back, holding back a moan of pain as he tried to figure out where he was. He blinked again when the light was suddenly blocked by a familiar face.
“Jo… Josie,” he choked out in confusion. “Where… Where am I?”
Josie gave him a sardonic smile. “Just be thankful they threw you in here with me instead of outside. I guess there has been the mother of all storms raging the last day and a half. On a good note, Randolph said I could torch you if I wanted. I told him if he gave me some food, I’d torch his a*s for free as well,” she said with a wry smile, sitting back against the pillar. “I think they’ve given me e
