Chapter Eight
Breathing. A gentle rise and fall of whisper-like sound. Then a burst of light. The breathing grew faster, harsher, as if air were being cut off…
Fallon jerked awake. Light flooded his eyes. His chest was heaving and pain made his temples throb. Typical side effect of having been gassed. As his consciousness trickled in, he became aware of his body. Naked, except for his briefs. Blinking again, he peered up. The room he was in was bare except for a small bed, toilet and sink. The walls and floor reflected an odd purplish light. He recognized the setting. The stark accommodations of an ISP holding ship brig.
He lifted his hands. Not bound, thank God. Pressure met his bottom and his back, as if he were sitting against a wall, yet the wall was warm and gave with the lift o
