Chapter 23: Lakin found
Jaxon woke up feeling like he had been hit by a train. His mouth was raw, as was his throat. He felt like he was going to die. He didn’t want to live anymore. He wanted to succumb to the death he felt creeping around him. Anything to stop the incessant beeping and the bright lights. If this was hell, it sure was fitting.
“Hey, you are awake. Good.” The chief said entering the room and throwing a stack of pictures on Jaxon’s chest.
“Where am I?” Jaxon asked
“Yeah, sorry about that. I pushed you to get too high.” The chief said. “You are in the hospital, recovering from an overdose.”
“What are these?” Jaxon asked picking up the photos and instantly regretting that decision as he nearly vomited all over them. The chief jumped up to take them out of his hands.
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