Chapter 107

Everything was blurry, but he could make out a white wall, covered in black picture frames. It looked like black and white photographs in them, but he couldn't make out any of the details. A couple of dark brown leather armchairs sat beneath them, and he realised he was lying on a bed.

Patricia re-appeared in his field of view, and he jerked his head up to look at her. A sharp stab of pain shot through his brain and he closed his eyes for a moment until it eased.

"Can you sit up, Kyle?" She asked gently, her hand touching his face once more.