Splinter Self by Shelton S. L

Author:Shelton, S. L. [Shelton, S. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B077YS87S5
Goodreads: 36985903
Published: 2017-12-05T08:00:00+00:00

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I woke to a painful, migraine-like surge of electricity in my head and ears. It was night, and in front of me, a city glowed in the distance, though the sight tilted and twisted as if I were tumbling.

“What are you doing?!” someone yelled beside me.

The world wouldn’t focus, and pain seemed to radiate from every nerve ending, like body-wide pins and needles. Worse, the first conscious thought to mind was Kathrin—Kathrin is dead.

As if years of life had abruptly been stripped away, I remembered my beautiful girl sprawled in the beach sand, our faces only inches apart, and blood running from her nose and mouth, her eyes vacant like once lit pools suddenly extinguished.

A howl of pain reached my ears, a long moan of anguish. It was a moment before I realized the noise came from my own throat.

“What’s wrong?! Do something!” a voice yelled—a man’s voice, nearby, panic-stricken.

But all I could do was sit as wave after wave of pressure and nausea rolled across my gut and chest.

I’m so sorry, Kathrin. This is my fault.

Behind me, a familiar sound erupted; gunfire peppering thin metal and glass. I tried to turn my head, more out of instinct than anything else, but my head wouldn’t move.

As I tried to collect my thoughts, I realized part of the burning sensation in my chest was a lack of oxygen—I hadn’t taken a breath in a while. With that thought, I sucked in a breath and the throbbing in my head began to subside.

Years ago, I remembered, Wolf had come to me and said something about having to breathe. Right. I have to remember to breathe. I took another breath.

Hot tears burned my cheeks as the thought of Kathrin staring at me seared itself into the backs of my eyes. The hollow thud of bullets striking metal greeted my ears again, and again, after trying to turn to see the source, I found my lungs burning once more.

Breathe!

And breath was taken.

Calm down, Scott. Something is happening, and you need to get a grip—Breathe.

I took another breath.

Where am I? I looked down.

I’m in a car…no, an SUV. Hey! My eyes work.

The vibration through the floor and seat told me the engine was running.

Am I driving?

I looked again. My foot rested on the brake, but we weren’t moving. Relief took some of the tension from my chest.

Breathe.

I looked in the rearview mirror and saw in the glow of my reverse lights, a man trying to climb out of the back window firing a small rifle in my direction.

“You’re going to get us killed!” The man next to me yelled.

As the fog of my sleep cleared, I sucked in one more deep breath and tried to take my foot off the brake. It didn’t move.

Hey, foot, move!

It slipped from the brake. As we began to roll backward, I looked in the rearview again as another man kicked at the window from the back of the sedan, trying to escape. Like watching someone escape from a straitjacket, the man climbing through the side door turned himself, only his gun arm extended in front of him.

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