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Obedience: PostscriptAdam groaned loudly as he regained consciousness.
His head felt as if someone was pounding on the inside of his skull with a sledgehammer and his ears were ringing like church-bells on a Sunday morning.
He didn't want to open his eyes. He knew that he wouldn't like what he saw when he did. Yet he wasn't quite sure why. His thoughts seemed sluggish and he had trouble remembering exactly what had happened to him. He did remember running. Lots of running. And being very afraid. He also remembered a dark figure that had transformed his fear to stark terror. Then pain and darkness.
Fighting back his apprehension, Adam slowly opened his eyes and looked around. He was in a large metal compartment that held over a dozen Crossbow troopers seated on steel benches that lined the walls. At the end of the compartment he could see a set of double doors. Adam himself was also seated on one of the hard benches with tight straps wrapped around his arms and upper body that held him upright and secure. T
First Night: Part VIJames slowly opened his eyes. His vision was blurry but it was obvious that he was lying flat on his back. There was a soft pillow beneath his head and he felt as if he was covered in several layers of blankets.
What seemed like every square inch of his body throbbed and ached abominably. His mouth was dry and there was a terrible itching sensation in the area of his shoulder and stomach.
"Ah. You have rejoined the living. I had begun to fear the worst."
The voice came from close by. It was very familiar but the pain from his injuries kept James from concentrating long enough to identify it.
A hand gently raised his head. As the room began to spin, a cup was placed to James' swollen lips. The contents smelled terrible. He tried to twist his head away but he was too weak.
"Drink, Master James. The brew will dull your pain and speed your healing."
James took a gulp of the liquid. The concoction tasted even worse than it smelled. He coughed and spluttered but the cup remained stubbornly a
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