Dream Wars: Obliteration 3 by Leia Stone

Author:Leia Stone [Stone, Leia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Leia Stone LLC
Published: 2019-08-06T18:30:00+00:00

When I came to, my first thought was that I was high as fuck, like straight-up floating on a bliss cloud that could only be morphine.

When I peeled my eyes open, I was looking right up at Ronnie’s sweaty face.

“Jesus, Kit!” she screamed, shaking me.

“Ow.” I growled, and then looked at my surroundings a little more closely. We were in a cave.

On Skyhome.

Not on Earth.

Shit.

Craning my head to the side, I saw Dawn lying in the entrance to the cave, her wings bandaged. Maxine was here too. Her hand was… oh God. It was bandaged and still bleeding heavily.

“What… happened?” I sat up slowly as Ronnie started to tear through her med bag.

“When you passed out, it snapped the opening shut. Maxine and I got stuck on the inside. Dawn flew all three of us up here. Tore a dozen tendons in her wings holding that much weight.”

Holy shit. I looked over at Dawn and she gave me a sleepy-eyed look. I think we were both equally high on morphine. Ronnie had not held back with that shit.

“Maxine?”

I looked down at my unconscious friend. Ronnie pulled out a surgical tray and I knew shit was about to get real.

“Lost three fingers. I’m going to try to save the hand. I didn’t know how to wake you. All your vitals pointed to shock, so I gave you morphine in case it was intense pain. I think you might have suffered a mild brain bleed.”

What the hell?

My eyes widened. My best friend was in surgeon mode, just spouting shit without thinking emotionally.

“How can I help?” I scooted forward and pushed the “brain bleed” and “shock” comments to the back of my mind.

“I need you to assist. The swelling is going to take her hand if I can’t get it under control, and I need to work on these bleeds.” Her explanations were ominous but her voice never shook. She wasn’t sweating; she had nerves of steel.

I didn’t assist her often. She’d made all of us take basic training, so I knew what all of her tools were called. But holding clamped-off blood vessels was more of a Brisk thing. That shit made me queasy. Yet for Maxine I would deal. I was also still high.

I crawled over to sit next to Maxine. “How much morphine did you give me?”

“I dosed you, Dawn, and Maxine around the same time. I might have gone a little heavy, but I was short-staffed so—”

“It’s fine,” I assured her. I didn’t mean to make her feel bad, I was just questioning my ability to hold anything right now.

“It will wear off quickly now that you’re awake,” she assured me.

As she began to unwrap Maxine’s right hand, I whimpered. The middle, ring, and pinky fingers were completely gone; a few dangling pieces of flesh were left. The thumb and pointer finger were swollen, as well as her palm.

“Shit.” I felt bile rise in my stomach and immediately felt sober.

“Compartment syndrome. She’ll lose the hand if we don’t work fast.

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