Dark Matter
The first thing Jack heard was the drip-drip of water. The first thing he felt was metal biting into his wrist. Handcuffs?
He felt groggy, like maybe he was dreaming, stuck in those magic moments right before his eyelids fluttered open and he woke up. He tried hard to hang on. Sometimes, he could do it
fall back into the story in his head.
Jack didn't like to wake up. Waking up meant being cold and hungry.
He felt cold, but not hungry. That was different.
"Jack?"
The voice sounded far away. Jack looked around the room, squinting in the dim light. He shivered. Someone there? Standing over him?
He tugged at his hand and heard metal rattling. Hand-cuffsthe real kind. A rush of adrenaline hit.
Not a dream.
He felt sick. He was going to throw up. Shit! What had he gotten himself into?
He hadn't done a lot of drugs. Sure, the ... read full excerpt from Dark Matter ebook