Chapter 7: Calvin Medder“Calvin. Calvin, what the f**k are you doing in this cage?” Hollywood Ben stood over Calvin, looking down at him. “I’ve been searching everywhere for you. In the farmhouse. In the barn. Everywhere.”
The flashlight’s beam blinded Calvin and he blinked a number of times. He tried to put a hand in front of his eyes, but he couldn’t move. He was curled into a ball on his knees. Eventually he squinted and closed his eyes, sealing them shut so he didn’t feel his head throb from the pulsing light. His body felt twisted and turned in every wrong position possible inside the cage, crumpled. He had the aches of an eighty year old man and wondered if he would ever be able to stand and walk again. He also wondered how long he’d been stuck that way after leaving the alien thing
