I hovered in the dark, a cold, empty void, hearing the rhythmic beep-beep-beep of the machines. I wasn't just unconscious; I was being kept under.
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Chapter 2 - THE BOY IN THE WARDTheo wasn't allowed in the ICU. He was sitting in a holding room in the basement of the hospital, guarded by a social worker who kept checking her watch.
"I didn't hurt her!" Theo shouted, his voice cracking. He didn't care about the accusations. He cared about the smell. He could smell the chemicals in the vents—the same ones from the patch. He knew they were pumping them into the hospital’s air supply to induce respiratory failure in patients like his mother.
He had to get out. He had to save her.
