A Novel Teaser

Hello all...as I promised, I have decided to share with you a bit of what I've been writing in my newest book. Be gentle with my baby! Please remember that what you're reading is the roughest of rough drafts! Stay tuned for more tid bits!

Prologue:

Through the clouds she saw the blood spattering towards her. She closed her eyes, and as she did, the warm wetness made contact with her face. Why were there drums beating around her? Or was that sound of her own heartbeat? She fell to the ground, narrowly missing the knife that was on the floor near her. Instead of hitting the ground as she fell, she landed on something soft…and wet. Her hand reached for the knife and after what seemed like a very long time, her hand closed around the handle.  It tightened in readiness and then, she was floating. 

Chapter 1

Before her eyes opened, she became aware of a constant beeping sound. She slowly opened them and realized at once that she was not in her small apartment. As she struggled to sit up and rub her eyes, the beeping sound sped up as she realized that her hand would not reach any further than her nose. At first, she thought she was paralyzed, but as her eyes continued to adjust to the brightness of the room, they focused on her right arm. Connecting her arm to the bed was a silver handcuff. Horrified, she opened her mouth and let out a blood curdling scream.

Chapter 2

 By the time Michael Kirkland navigated his way through the bumper to bumper traffic of the city, more than an hour had passed. He found a handicapped parking space, jumped out of his car and into the hospital. He ran through the corriders to the floor where he was told his wife would be.

He heard her before he found her room.

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 The room was chaos.  Shahanna was on her knees, trying to stand, but only getting so far because of her cuffed hand. There were three nurses; one was brandishing a syringe on the right side of the bed, one was at the foot of the bed, and the other was on the left side.

Shahanna was flailing her arms and screaming at the top of her voice, “ I didn’t do it, please tell me I didn’t do it! I didn’t do it!”

At last, the nurse on the left was able to grab a hold of the arm that was unrestrained by the cuff. Shahanna’s legs continued to kick and flail at the air. One of her feet made contact with the nurse’s arm at the foot of the bed and seizing on the opportunity, she grabbed that foot and then the other. “ Do it now!” the nurse yelled. The nurse on the right side jammed the needled into Shahanna’s forearm. She yelped like a wounded animal and fell back onto the bed.

Michael looked around him. He heard a distinct buzzing noise in his ears. The surrealness of what he had just witnessed was overwhelming. He took a step further into the room, his eyes focused on his wife. She became conscious of his presence for the first time, even though he has been standing in the doorway for nearly five minutes.

Her eyes sparked to life once more and she screeched in a siren like voice, “ Please tell me I didn’t do it!”. With this said, she was overpowered by the sedative savagely given to her by the nurse. 

Rachel Terry (c) 2012.
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