Chapter Fifteen
When he awoke, his head still ached but no longer felt as if consumed by fire. Byron refrained from opening his eyes and returned to the safety of sleep within minutes.
Roused long enough to consume a glass of water, the medic escorted him to the bathroom. Once back in bed, Byron ignored the medic’s enticement to test his senses, preferring to recede into the depths once more. The lack of stimulus was preferable to the agonizing pain clutching his chest, and Byron drifted to sleep.
We’re spinning out of control! Byron, pull up. Byron!
He awoke with a start. His room sat dark and devoid of medical personnel. Grasping the sheets in his fists, he forced the anxiety from his pounding chest. His breathing returned to normal.
Groaning, he pulled himself upright and leaned fo
