Digital Ghosts: Book 2 of the Space Station At The Edge Of The Black Hole Series by L.A. Johnson

Author:L.A. Johnson [Johnson, L.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Chemical Zombie Press, LLC
Published: 2018-04-23T22:00:00+00:00

Lyra walked briskly out of the hospital. Callista had been texting and asking for the blood during their last text conversation, but there was no way she was going to admit that to Gorb or anybody else. Now she was kicking herself for not just leaving the dumb blood on Callista’s desk when she had the chance. Why had she put it back in her pocket?

She used the time on the walk to Callista’s office to try to calm down, and was doing better as she approached the all-too-familiar, heavy wooden door.

Lyra took a deep breath and then brought her fist near the door to knock.

“Come,” Callista said.

“Callista?” Lyra asked sweetly. “You’re not going to shoot at me again, right?”

“I’m awake, already. You may enter.”

Lyra took a nervous breath and then pushed through the doorway.

Callista was sitting up this time. The charge cord was still stuck in her arm.

“So it worked!” Lyra exclaimed, both a little too happily and a little too loud.

“What worked?” Callista asked.

Lyra sat down in the only other chair and scooted closer to her.

“You see,” she said, “you plugged that cord into the wall earlier, but the voltage for the entire space station changed about twenty years ago, so that’s probably why it didn’t work.”

“I went back to sleep,” she said, “after plugging myself in. It was very annoying.”

“Yes,” Lyra said. “That’s how we found you. Then Ian saw the voltage numbers on your cord and remembered that he had an extra adapter in his apartment. He went and got it and we plugged you back in.”

“Then what happened?” she asked. Her dark eyes darted around the room.

“We don’t know. You started shooting and then I got called away to a medical emergency.”

Callista’s eyes darted to Lyra’s face. “What did you do to your hand?”

Lyra thought it through and as stupid as she felt telling Callista the truth again there wasn’t a single lie she could think of that would begin to cover it. Fine. She decided to lean into it.

“I got bit by some weird ghost fox. Live on a web show for everybody to see. And that’s not even the weird part,” she said, crossing to Callista’s desk to get closer to her.

“Do tell,” Callista said. If she was trying to be sarcastic, Lyra couldn’t tell.

“A drop of blood hit the ground. At Ian’s apartment.”

Callista considered this while tapping her long, pale fingers on the desk. “You’re saying that you bled real blood from a bite from a ghost animal.”

“Yes.”

“And that’s how you injured your hand?”

“Yes.” That wasn’t a very difficult guess, so Lyra wasn’t going to press the issue on that one.

“It’s how I knew that you were here outside my door,” Callista said.

“What?” Lyra asked.

Callista fixed her with a stare. “I could smell your blood.”

Ew, Lyra thought. “You wouldn’t happen to have any advice about how to heal ghost wounds, would you?”

“What do I look like? A shaman? Besides, I just woke up. Thank you, by the way, for the blood,” she said.

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