Jacob's point of view.
48 Hours later
Pain. There was nothing in the world other than all-consuming pain.
Pain like I had never known before in my life.
If I had ever said I'd been in pain before, then I had been naive, because nothing had ever hurt as much as this. Dislocated limbs, broken bones, they were a slow walk on a summers day compared to what I was feeling now.
There were two completely different types of pain that my body was suffering from. One would be all I could think about, and then the other would step up for its turn in the spotlight.
The first type, I was just about coping with.
A deep burning sensation that was centered in the right-hand side of my chest was currently at its worst. It felt like I'd had a broken bottle driven straight into my muscles and left
