Chapter 7
Silent tears leaked from my closed eyes as the orderly scooped me up off the bed. I didn’t move, didn’t protest as I was carried from the room, too drained to care what happened to me next. In my drugged stupor, nothing mattered anymore. I was done, my brain hollowed out, emotions dampened by exhaustion.
When I was laid down on my bed, I didn’t have the energy to move into a more comfortable position let alone attempt to shift to astral form. I let darkness sweep over me, grateful for the reprieve it offered from having to contemplate what I had done.
Hours later, when the orderly returned to dump a tray with a bread roll sitting beside a covered plate on the end of the bed, it took every ounce of willpower I had to force myself upright. If it wasn’t for the grumbling of my st
