Dungeon Configure: Book One Dark Exchange by Troy Neenan

Author:Troy Neenan [Neenan, Troy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Spectrum Audiobooks
Published: 2019-12-04T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

One moment, Cassidy was back in high school, redoing a test in her underwear, the next she was in a hospital bed feeling several kinds of pain all across her body. The morphine must have run out, again.

This was getting old. Cassidy felt that she was getting dependent on the drugs. She was unable to get to sleep without them and with them her mind felt lazy and dull. Every day that she was in this bed was another that she was getting closer to becoming the thing that she feared the most, turning into her grandmother.

Not that her gran was a bad person. Cassidy had fond memories of the old bitty, except now those memories seemed so far away. Now, all that she could recall of her doting grandmother were the wheezing sounds that filled her bedroom as the machines kept her alive.

Getting bored out of her skull already, she went to flip the TV on, thinking that some infomercial would be more effective than pumping herself with whatever they had hooked up to her. That was when Cassidy noticed that somebody was watching her.

The figure that loomed over her hospital bed stared at her as if pondering doing something that he himself found untasteful.

The fear of being raped and murdered caused the pre-law student to push herself against her head board, her bandaged arms holding her pillow as if it were a bat. “What are you…?”

“Easy.” The stranger hushed. “Cassidy, I've got a…” the man chose his next words carefully, “A job for you.”

Her turquoise eyes moved to the exit, calculating the odds that a nurse would choose that moment to poke her head in and see what's happening. Her instincts told her to run, but her body told her that it was in no condition to do anything but lay there. Cassidy decided to keep this prick talking while she planned her escape. “And you are?”

There was a flash of confusion before the man seemed to have figured something out. “Oh, right.” He pointed at David's empty bed, “Your roommate, David.”

Cassidy would have raised an eyebrow if she had any. The day that Cassidy had met her quiet roommate was one of her few good days. Not because of the company. David was about as talkative as a salt shaker. It was because compared to that poor bastard, she felt like a beauty queen. Skeletor had a better complexion than David had.

She looked closer at the man, her eyes growing used to the light. The guy was dressed in khakis and a polo shirt. As if to add insult to injury he also wore hospital slippers. Cassidy was tempted to call the police for crimes against fashion. This guy was also two sizes slimmer than David.

“You’re David?” Cassidy said not bothering to hide her scepticism.

The man, who was obviously not her roommate, rubbed his eyes. Now that Cassidy could see him clearly there was something not quite right about his left eye, it looked... odd for some reason.

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