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Dexter kept his eyes closed. The binds at his wrist were cold, unforgiving
and rigid chains. He needed to stay calm, take it all in and wait until they’d
left him alone. His shirt was loose, and his sleeve covered one of the chains
on his wrist while the other was rolled high on his shoulder.
“Doctor
Rutherford said to hold him until they come to take him,” a woman who adjusted
his head on the pillow mentioned.
“How long has
he been like that?” a male asked.
Dexter remained
stone still, keeping his breathing even as his eyelid nearly twitched from the
man’s breath near his face. He felt the lift of his eyelid. Keeping his eyes
still, while the man flashed a light into them was nearly impossible. Dexter
forced himself not to focus, but noted the man’s dark skin and brown eyes. He
could have sworn the guy winked at him. Still, Dexter didn’t trust it, he
didn’t budge. The man let Dexter’s eyelid go. Dexter almost sighed. It was hard
to not blink. He had to wait though, for that one chance to get out.
“The others he
came with will be taken also. Don’t get in the way of those that come to
collect. If you do…” the woman warned.
Dexter forced
his fist not to clinch at the mention of his family that was in the car crash
with him. He remembered when they sunk into the water. He’d fought to get the door
opened and his younger siblings out. Then something hit his head, and he’d
drowned in water when everything went black.
“Like you, I
just work here for the paycheck. This hospital needs to be condemned anyway. I
was there when they bought them in from the emergency room. I wanted to see how
he was doing myself. I swear he wasn’t breathing when they pumped his stomach
of water from the lake.”
“Nathan, just
give him the shot and clear out, you don’t want to be here when they take them.
It’s never pleasant. I like you. You’re new here, and if you want to keep your
job, you will stop asking questions.”
“Got it.”
Dexter heard
footsteps. Light, and sure, it was the female nurse. Nathan remained there
though, still, but the heaviness of his presence was over Dexter.
“I can’t help
you much, but if you have it in you, get the hell out of here. The hospital is
going up in flames. Your father and oldest sister, are on this floor, the
others... Sorry we couldn’t help all of you.”
Dexter didn’t
trust it. He remained still as the chains on his feet were removed.
