Chapter 26

(Dylan’s POV)

My head hurts.

No, my eyes

Scratch that. Both my head and my eyes hurt…but especially my eyes. I should shut them…

“Dylan?”

That sounds like my sister. I have to get a closer look. Shi…!!! No, my eyes have to stay closed. Besides, this could just be a hallucination…or a coma. I hear people have very clear, vivid dreams in coma, in realistic similitude to the real world.

…but my head isn’t supposed to hurt if I’m still inside the coma, is it?

“Dylan! Mom! Get a doctor!”

Ah, there’s the voice again. I have to see who it is…no matter how much it hurts to look.

Footsteps flood into the room at just the point when I decide that I’m not in a coma. I open my eyes with everything remotely resembling will in me and hiss as the light floods through, blinding me momentarily and striking the nerves responsible for my headache with precision. This head ache is not momentary, because, even after keeping my eyes open for some extr