Chapter 25
"He's stablizing--"
"--ressure is rising."
He felt like his body was stuck in molasses. He felt something tug his eyelid pulled open, and a bright light flickered.
Shit, that was bright, he winced.
"Devyn? --vyn, son, -- hear me?"
He wanted to answer, moved his lips, but something was on his face, and that damn light kept flickering into his eye. He began to panic as he realized that his arms were strapped down; he couldn't even shake his head.
"Respiratory's ris--" a voic