Chapter 32
Kendall woke up.
Everything was a blur, so he rubbed his eyes.
As his vision focused, he realized he was in a room.
Staring at a white ceiling.
Every muscle in his body felt weak, almost immobile.
His head hurt. The worst headache of his life.
And a needle moved inside his arm.
He looked down.
An IV.
He didn’t know what to think. How to process any of this.
“Kendall, it’s good to see you,” a voice said.
A doctor with short, graying brown hair and round glasses was sitting next to his bed. He had a warm smile, and looked as if he hadn’t slept in days. Slowly, the doctor extended his hand.
Kendall took it, still trying to wake up.
“My name is Dr. Peter Overton,” the doctor said. “And let me just say that you’ve been through a hell of a lot, and I’m going to explain i
