CHAPTER NINETEEN
Time Unknown
Deep Underground
He was alive.
He woke with a start. Normally, he would sit straight up in bed, but the pain in his midsection and in his left upper arm were too much. Also, he didn’t know where he was, or who was here, so it was better not to move just yet. Instead, he lay quietly, staring up at the rounded white ceiling.
The light was dim in this room. All of it came from recessed bulbs in the ceiling—there were no windows, and so, no natural light. He sensed someone sitting in a chair, across the room and to his left. He sensed someone else to his right.
He shifted his head to the right just a touch. A person was lying there on a cot. He turned his head fully. It was Susan. She lay on her back, head propped on a pillow, eyes closed, face serene, her b
