“Over here,” Thorin yelled from up ahead.
I fought the pain knowing that it would soon all be over. I just had to stay upright, but that was becoming easier said than done.
I stepped into a room and found Thorin and Rose. In the center was the dentist chair Thorin had described. Rose was climbing into it. As I entered, she looked over her shoulder at me.
“Sit down,” Thorin said with awkward excitement.
I found a waiting room chair next to the door and took a seat. I touched the holes in my torso and winced. Everything hurt. Looking at the doorway and the floor, I saw the blood I left behind. I would have described my situation as “not good.” Not good at all.
I next turned my attention to the wall of monitors and dials behind Thorin. Mostly, I stared at the wine-colored half globe with
