Chapter 49
Dalton opened his eyes to see a world filled from edge to edge with grey. His head ached. His neck and back too. There seemed to be no part of him free of the dull, nagging pain. Even his eyes felt like they were throbbing. >“You still with me?”“I think so,”“Can’t see a damn thing through this foam. Are you in here?”“I guess so. Can you move?”“Nope,”“Can’t get more than a wiggle.”“Really”“I was looking for a softer approach,”“Why?”“They need to know we’re f****d right from the start. Managing expectations and all that. If we make it out somehow, well, that’ll be an unexpectedly good outcome. If their virus doesn’t kill us first, of course.”< Dalton gave a little snort. “You know, for a second I’d forgotten about that,” he said morosely. “Forgotten about what, Sergeant?” Bloom-J
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