Numb Spot On Back Below Shoulder Blade Novels & Stories

I groaned and rolled over, blinking so my eyes could adjust to the bright sunlight coming from the bedroom windows. I stretched in the empty bed and looked down once realizing I was still naked. I moved the blanket off me and looked down at the new mark on my skin, starting off at my hip bone and down my thigh, awfully close to my pelvis, in the dip where the hip meets the pelvis.

Nelson turns off the overhead lights and picks up the black light sitting off to the side. Turning it on, he shines it on Cole’s back. His shoulders fluoresce a solid brilliant red with thin lines erratically crisscrossing a slightly duller shade showing me what I’ve known all along, he hasn’t had any dramatic injuries to his back across his shoulders. I gasp as Dr. Nelson starts moving slowly down his back. The tail marks of the whip coming into view as an even duller shade of red than the few scars we saw on his shoulders. Halfway down his ribs the individual hits start merging together making it difficult to determine how many hits he received. Using my hands over my mouth I choke back a

The claw wounds on Steve's back were slowly and painfully healing, each day bringing both relief and unfamiliar discomfort. The deep gashes—three parallel lines that ran from his right shoulder blade to the middle of his spine—burned with every slight movement. It was a first for him, this human-like recovery process.