Tamaya ran back to Keegan’s place as fast as she could while trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible. As she reached the door she bumped into Rick.
“Woah!” Rick exclaimed. “You okay? I didn’t see Keegan anywhere…”
“They found him,” she panted. “I saw them putting him in the back of a van.”
“Shoot, well what do we do?”
“I don’t know, but I can’t be seen around here. I’ll contact you once I get home.”
“Uh, okay…”
“Oh and make sure that his computer can’t be used to eavesdrop on us, in case they come for his things.”
“Uh… Sure thing.”
At that, Tamaya promptly left.
Keegan awoke to a dark room with a single dim light. He began to sit up, but his movement was interrupted by a piece of glass a few inches above where he lay.
“Ow…” he mumbled groggily, as he lay back down. “Well at least I’m not dead.”
“Ah, he’s up,” came a voice from the shadows, and Keegan heard movement. “You’re up.” The voice was closer this time, but Keegan still could not see where it came from.
“Who the heck are you?” he demanded of the voice.
“I’m the person who saved your life. Or at least, I delayed your death. You’re still having issues but I set up a machine to sedate you whenever it detects a temperature spike. That should keep you alive for the time being.”
“Sedate me? That why I feel so…”
“Dazed? Yes, and that is all that’s keeping you from becoming a pile of dust right now.”
“Um, so do I thank you or get mad at you since you are probably one of the people who gave me this problem in the first place?”
“It doesn’t matter to me what you do, so long as it isn’t dying or trying to escape, which will most assuredly lead to dying.”
“Great.”
Still groggy, Keegan forgot about the glass and tried to sit up again, hitting his head harder this time.
“Ow…”
“Careful, you’ll trigger the—”
Once again, Keegan blacked out.
Aaaaaaaaaaannnnnnd break time again! I have to pack all my stuff, get it to storage, then get to the airport all before noon tomorrow! YAY!
‘Till later
-David
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