“Come with me, things will get better.” Luke didn't budge.
He didn't care about Dave's threats to him, there was nothing he feared anymore unless his current situation lasted longer. The image of him in the future, unable to do anything and at the mercy of others, was far more terrifying than death itself.
Especially this time, after he returned from the military in his bad state. He had a lot of time to think about everything that had happened to him. Everything about him that had been going so strangely, if he thought back on it.
Luke advanced closer to him. “Leave this place and join me.”
Dave snorted, grinning rancidly at Luke's offer. “What can you offer me, Luke Parker?”
He watched Luke closely, particularly Luke's legs, as he sat in his wheelchair. “For you who can't even walk.
