Chapter 6
This newest iteration of Dakota’s not-so-happy pills must have been different from the version I’d been injected with previously. Because I lost consciousness for only a few minutes. And when I came to, the world wasn’t crystal clear like the last time I’d been similarly assaulted. Instead, my surroundings felt murky, as though I was viewing the inside of the van through a thin sheen of oily water. And I could barely make out my own thoughts over the ringing in my ears.
I have to regain control.
The words flirted with my brain stem, seeming endlessly important one moment and entirely illogical the next. And as I tried to make sense of the nonsensical, my hearing smoothed out to the point where I could finally understand the words bubbling above and around my head.
“...take he
