Patriarch: Soulless Wanderers Book 2 (A Post-Apocalyptic Zombie Thriller) by Drew Strickland

Author:Drew Strickland [Strickland, Drew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: www.drewstricklandbooks.com
Published: 2018-12-12T08:00:00+00:00

10

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Pax opened his eyes. Everything was so bright in the room that it took a while for his eyes to focus. Finally, he was able to make out his surroundings. A bright light shined above his head. A small couch sat in the corner of the room, with a television bolted to the wall. He laid in a bed with a plastic railing on the side. The beeping of the monitor was sounding in his ears. It was painfully obvious he was in a hospital room.

He craned his neck, reminded again about the painful part. His side ached, and he grabbed at it. It was wrapped in a bandage and what felt like gauze. There was no blood coming out, but when he looked at the bandage, he saw what looked like old blood soaked partially through, showing a dark layer beneath it. In front of him was a bottle of water and a pudding cup on a tray. He shook his head at the sight. Who the fuck were these people?

Pax swung his feet around and off the bed. That's when he saw it. He wasn't wearing his shoes. In fact, it was more than that. He wasn't wearing any pants, or a shirt. The only thing he wore was a hospital gown. There were no restraints on his arm, and he lifted himself to a seated position. His hand rested on his leg, and he felt a plastic tube underneath his gown.

"Oh fuck. Please, no," Pax said, hoping he wasn't right. He quickly looked under his gown and his worries were confirmed. He had a catheter sticking out of his penis. The tube ran out of his gown and into a pouch next to the bed. "Motherfucker," Pax said, throwing himself back against the bed. This was worse than any restraint. He grabbed at the tube and took a deep breath. He'd been stabbed and shot many different times, but the buildup for this was worse than any of it. He counted in his head.

1…

Fuck, I can't do this.

2…

Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.

3-

Before Pax could pull the tube, the door to his room swung open. He immediately looked up to see a very attractive woman wearing a nurse’s outfit, pushing a cart in the room. Her dark hair flowed down, leading directly to the cleavage she showed from her large breasts. The timing couldn't be worse. Not only was he trying to escape, but this was the worst time to get a boner. He bit his lip hard, still holding the tube.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," she said, circling around the bed.

He stopped biting his lip. She was no threat to him, so he decided to hear her out. "Why's that?"

"Cause you're really going to regret doing that yourself, especially the wrong way, when you find out that I'm here to do it for you."

He let the tube go. That was all he needed to hear. "I appreciate the help, but I'm pretty sure I'd have been alright.

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