Hayden tried to lift his hand to rub at his head, but he couldn’t. He didn’t spend a lot of time figuring out the problem. There was a consistent, annoying scream in his head that made him think of a siren. He was jostled side to side, then he felt a thump and the floor beneath him jumped slightly. The only thing he could see clearly was what looked like the roof of a van. Swallowing, he tried to turn his head and was met with a stab of pain. His efforts rewarded him with a glimpse of a monitor and what appeared to be medical equipment. Another few seconds later, Hayden realized the siren and motion weren’t his imagination. His head—along with the rest of him—was in an ambulance.
A woman was asking if he knew his name. What a silly question. Of course he did. He must have said that out lo
