Twenty-Six
Clarence couldn’t remember where he’d been. He’d been somewhere, like a dream or existence. Another realm maybe. Another dimension. Felt like he’d been asleep for years instead of overnight. Lisha must have turned on the overheads. She must have drugged him.
He blinked and his eyes started watering. He reached to wipe them, but his hands wouldn’t move. Couldn’t move.
Man, whatever Lisha had given him had him slammed. His couldn’t even make his body move, his hands move.
The more he tried to shift positions, the more he realized he was in pain. And deep pain—so deep that he couldn’t feel until he moved. The pain as he tried to move woke up another pain and another and another until his whole body screamed.
Someone moaned.
Voices. Voices heard in the distance. Sounded like h
