EDWIN
I woke up with a start. Drenched in sweat, chest heaving. For a second, I had no idea where I was.
The room spun, shadows slanting across the ceiling like they didn’t belong.
My heart slammed against my ribs, wild and disoriented, like I’d been yanked out of a nightmare and dropped into another one.
Then the headache hit me. Pounding. Merciless. Like a drumbeat behind my eyes, dull at first, then roaring to life.
“s**t…” I groaned, dragging a shaky hand over my face.
My body felt like it had been slammed against a wall. More than once. Everything ached. My throat was dry. Limbs heavy. Skin burning, clammy with cold sweat. Fever? Maybe. Or maybe just the weight of the last few days catching up with me. Slamming into me like a truck that never slowed down.
The bed beside me was
