Drayden - Chapter 14
We get most of the dirt off of him with washcloths and towels and Sodapop’s tongue and then lay him on the couch and cover his body with five blankets to bring his body temperature up. His eyeballs never move, nor is there a single twitch from any of his muscles. His pupils remained round and large, even when Oscar shines a flashlight into them. The only good news seems to be that his normal body composition had returned and gone was the morphed puffiness from the coroner’s when I had seen him and passed out.
I move his left arm out from under the covers and place it over his belly. Using a wet washcloth, I do my best to clean out the black pin holes on his arm. After I'm satisfied that most of the dirt is out, I plug one end of the sync cord into him.
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