Fear. Love. Grief. Guilt. All these years, he had thought that he was immune to this kind of crap. He'd prided himself on being the master of his feel...ngs, displaying excellent control in every aspect. He felt happy when he wanted to feel happy. He felt sad when he wanted to feel sad.Other than anger, which was his default setting anyway - he only felt whatever he chose to feel. Not anymore. Now he was totally spent, having been burned to the core. If getting to him had been their plan, then. My head was hurting, and I was beyond thirsty. I’d had no water for… what, days now? And then I saw and heard what had awakened me. The door to my room had opened, and into the room walked a young man with wispy brown hair, slender, tall but stopping over. He was wearing a labcoat over a dirty shirt and blue jeans. His eyes peered at me. It was my nephew Ned. ‘Well, Uncle Donny.’ Ned said quietly. ‘It’s been a while. A long while.’ ‘You hiding out here, or what?’ I asked. Ned smiled, a brief,. More

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