Shane
I’m woken with a kick to the chest. The wind is knocked out of me and I’m gasping for breath as hands come for me in different directions. It isn’t until they touch me and pull me to my feet that I realize I’m leaving this cell. The thought should give me a sense of relief but it doesn’t. Today is the day of the celebration and I’m too worried about her to care about myself.
“Where are we going?” I grunt.
I barely get the words out through great gulps of air. They don’t answer me, of course. I’ve lost so much blood the world is spinning. I can’t walk straight and fall until their hands hold me up. They drag me from the cell, my arms slide, and I suck in a breath as a burning sensation has me jerking away. Only to hit my other arm on the bars near it.
“f**k,” I hiss.
“Stay still,
