Bab 90: It's just a normal visit

"Andrew. Andrew! Deep, deep breaths. Come on. You can do that for me." Andrew's vision swam as panic filled him. The way Michael was talking to him felt like he was three worlds away. He knew that Michael was speaking to him, but he couldn't get his body to respond. 

His body wasn't responding to any of his commands. He could barely see even though he knew he had glasses on. The raspy, harsh breaths that were filling his ears had to be his own, but he couldn't believe it. Did he normally sound like that?

"Fuck. Alright, get one of the guards. He has a plastic bag. I need it." Michael ordered, and Andrew felt his hands on his shoulders. "Keep trying to breathe. In and out. Come on Andy." Andrew wanted to tell him that he was doing his best, that his body wasn't responding to him, but he couldn't even do that. 

"Dr. Smith. Is…this what you were talking about?" It was the woman from before. The dental assistant.