Alcino
Jan 04,2020, Adams Morgan, Washington, DC
My eyes fluttered opened but the hole in my chest was hollow. Something had burned me, and it festered like acid flowing through my veins. Apart of me, the best part was now gone. I pushed myself to my feet, as my eyes adjusted to the darkness of the tunnel.
Siriano patted my cheek. “Al, get up we’ve got to move.”
Siri’s voice drifted through the fogginess of my brain.
“You take one side and I’ll take the other. Mila, you stay in front of us,” said Eleuterio.
I was hoisted to my feet, as Lu and Siri walked me toward the entrance. My vision was still blurry and I couldn’t feel my lower limbs. Whatever Siri had given me had been strong.
Turning my face toward Siri, I growled. “What did you give me?”
Siri sighed. “You lost your head. Te
