CHAPTER 6
I awoke in an uncomfortable pullout bed. My heart was pounding. My heart? Am I alive? I felt alive; discomfort, pain. The sun cracked through the window, revealing a sparse one-room camper-trailer. There was a bed, a sink, a toilet, and a freestanding hotplate in place of any kind of kitchen. I threw off the thin flannel blanket.
That was when I realized what I was wearing; a long sleep shirt and plain white underwear. It was appropriate for the abnormally hot weather, but I figured I should put on some pants before going exploring. I opened drawer after drawer, revealing bright, colorful clothes. They were in various states of disrepair, and judging by the tags, they were all from Walmart. At the bottom of the lowest drawer was a military uniform with the name Greyson.
“Nate!
