When I came to, my head was pounding. With every rhythmic throb, I felt a wave of sickness wash through me. I'd turned my head at the last second, so I hadn't taken the shovel in the face, but the blow had knocked me out cold. I could feel blood trickling down my neck, and I hoped like hell my skull wasn't cracked.
I tried to force my eyes open. It took a few moments and much concentration to focus my vision, but I slowly realized I was staring at the barn wall. I tried to move and for a se