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Stories from the Verse
Garden of Versers
Chapter 6: Hastings 138
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Lauren was starting to awaken, but she had a familiar feeling, a cloudiness over her mind that made it difficult to identify the cause. Relax, she told herself. What is that? Then she recognized it: it was the grogginess experienced when coming out of anesthesia. She had been drugged.
She attempted to wipe her face, but discovered that her hands were bound to something at her sides; her feet, too, appeared to be immobilized. She was going to have to assess the situation, despite the bit of vertigo that challenged her. She opened her eyes.
She was lying on a bed, a hospital bed from the look of it, the back raised slightly. Cloth bands she took to be restraints secured her limbs to the side rails. Her armor had been removed, but the jeans and t-shirt she wore under it were in place. There was no pain suggesting they, whoever was holding her, had performed any kind of surgery or other invasive procedure.
If there was a call bell or light or button, she could neither see it nor, she expected, reach it. She could try calling for a nurse, but she did not know whether her English would be understood, and calling in an unrecognized language might increase their fear (and it must be fear to have put her in restraints, right?) of her. Presumably someone made regular, or not so regular, checks on her, awaiting her awakening. She would have to wait for that, and see what happened then.
There is a behind-the-writings look at the thoughts, influences, and ideas of this chapter, along with twenty other sequential chapters of this novel, in mark Joseph "young" web log entry #275: Versers Reorient. Given a moment, this link should take you directly to the section relevant to this chapter. It may contain spoilers of upcoming chapters.
As to the old stories that have long been here: