A Promise to be kept


A Promise to be kept

    I screamed Max's name over and over again as I saw the doctor's try to restart her heart. She was so pale...Deathly pale.
    I thrashed against my restraints but they held firm. The monitor started beeping as the line that showed Max's heartbeat went flat.
    She was dead.
    I had to get to her.
    I had to help her somehow even though I knew she was dead. Somehow I don't know how, I ripped free of my restraints and made my way to her side. I held her lifeless hand in my own begging her not to be dead.
    I begged her to come back to me.
    I couldn't lose her. She meant so much to me. She couldn't be dead. This was just some some nightmare that I often had but wouldn't show about Manticore. I heard that blond bitch Renro or Renfro whatever her name was order one of the doctor's to sedate me. I barely felt the needle as it punctured my arm...too caught in my grief at losing Max.
    Then darkness overwhelmed me and I passed out.

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    When I awoke I was tied onto a hospital bed. My arms and legs were in strong steel restraints. It was so dark even me with my extra acute vision was half blind. I closed my eyes to ward off the tears I knew would come.
    Max's face floated in front of me in my mind's eye. It was a memory I carried with me before she knew that I had been checking on her.
    She was talking to a friend of hers and whatever her friend had said she had found funny. It had been an unusually sunny day in Seattle and as she laughed the sun caught her hair illuminating the hightlights in it.
    Now all I had of Max were memories.
    Max was dead. I swore silently to the darkness surrounding me that I would avenge Max's death no matter the cost to myself.
    Then the drug they had injected me with kicked in again and I was once more knocked out.