Sleeper(s)
‘Says here her name is Suzanne Parris,’ he read aloud, then flipped a few more pages.
Timms observed Strauss squeezing her hand tighter, then turning to the rest of the group. How could he be doing that when he himself was still asleep? It was fucking creepy enough that he’d been able to walk with all that shit pumped into him.
‘She was the first,’ Strauss said suddenly and his voice made them all start. He seemed to be in a place between waking and asleep, like he was seeing them, but not really. Seeing both places at once perhaps? The man smiled, which sent chills through Timms’ body. ‘And she’s going to help us cure all these people.’
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