C115 CHAPTER 115

(Deacon POV)

In and out, in and out, consciousness is frustrating when I full well know I’m being pumped full of drugs!

I so want to open my eyes and drink in my family, but I just can’t make them move. I can just about handle a twitch of my hand before I’m too exhausted and fall back under the dark cloud of sleep. I hate not being in control. I need so badly to be able to will my body to move