Daniel was floating. That was the only word he could ever think to describe the feeling.
He was dizzy and the lines between reality and dreams were too blurred.
Somebody was talking. To him? Maybe.
He recognized the voice and his heart swelled at the voice but he couldn’t think why. This person meant the world to him but he didn’t have a clue who they were. If he could just open his eyes…
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“Come on, Dan. Open your eyes.” I pleaded. My hands were gripped tightly around my mate’s as I willed him to regain consciousness.
The transfusion had been a success. Or rather, it didn’t kill Daniel. He still wasn’t showing any signs of waking up any time soon and I was running out of hope. It had been three days since the silver had poisoned Daniel’s blood. Three whole days of waiting, three w
