Monday, April 2, 1990 - Day 2
Monday, April 2, 1990 - Day 2Monday, April 2, 1990 - Day 2I spring upright on the bunk, my hands darting between my legs as my eyes flood with daylight and tears. Howling laughter echoes out around me. All I can do is slump back on my mattress and roll onto my side as a sickening pain spreads from my groin to my stomach.
“Rise and shine, Chuck. Quit playing with your nuts and get up. We’ve got s**t to do!”
Peering through wet, bleary eyes, I make out Molloy’s thuggish mug sneering down at me. The grimness of my reality floods back to me, sobering my mind in an instant. Yesterday feels like a bad dream, but my nightmare in Nowhere is only just beginning.
“What the hell was that?” I rasp, relieved that my voice doesn’t sound like I’ve inhaled a canister of h
