#SnippetSunday 9: Twisting my arm
It’s the first Snippet Sunday and Weekend Writing Warriors of March. The story so far has its own, dedicated page for catching up purposes. It’s a bit of a short one. Good news, though: we’ve found Charlie!
“You can’t compel me. I have a right to refuse treatment.” My arms are bound, I can’t get them free, I’m tired but I keep pulling. The IV twists in my arm; it hurts with every movement, but that’s hardly a reason to stop. “You hear me? I refuse treatment; get it off me!”
No one is listening. There’s a slamming sound across the room, the door opens a second later, and a hospital bed rolls in with a guy handcuffed to it. With Shane handcuffed to it. Someone beat the hell out of him.
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