***Brandon***
I woke up feeling like I had been run over repeatedly. I didn't recognize the room. I was in my head, rolled to the side, the walls were a s**t brown color, and it smelled musky.
"Oh, good, you are awake."
Looking ot where the voice came from, I see the same guy who showed up claiming to be my brother. He stood at the foot of my bed, moving around to the side,
I squinted my eyes, as a throbbing pain ran through my head, "Where am I? And what the hell happened?"
Lifting my hand, I rubbed my forehead trying ot ease the ache, but the movement caused a tight feeling and then a pinching in my chest,
"Easy, you will pop out the stitches," He grabbed my wrist. "You are healing just slowly; you got a nasty gash on your chest."
Tipping my chin down, I looked at my chest. It
