The pain was getting worse. The medication he was given prior to his escape was wearing off. He had to get to a phone and call for more.
He waited until the sun set before making his way to town. Next to a burger joint, he found a payphone. Although he swore never to contact that madman again, his addiction to the meds and his immense pain caused him to do otherwise.
“Jonathan! I need an injection!” He pleaded.
The voice at the other end of the phone said calmly “Bring me more test subjects and maybe we can talk!”
This is the fourth installment into the series Night Terrors, and also my entry into this weeks’ Friday Fictioneers. Please check out my blog for the other episodes.
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The little froggy is your link to more stories based on the photo prompt. Be sure to check them out!
Oh the power of addiction.. you would do almost nothing for another shot I guess.
He’s not going to escape all this, is he?
stay tuned…and thanks for reading
You do spin a complex yarn. Very well done. 🙂
That’s a very dark place to be in.
Getting people addicted and then using them, why am I not surprised. That Jonathan is a monster. Good story.
Thanks for reading, and stay tuned for the next part of the story
Ooh, ‘test subjects’ doesn’t sound good.
ya, he ain’t talkin’ Math! Thanks for reading!
Asking for the addict to get more test subject doesn’t sound like a very good option for the addict especially if he’s already in pain and probably literally dying for more. Good story.
Sounds like there’s worse to come. Sad tale, but well told.
Nice take on a prompt. a little complex though
part of a series I am working on. check out the rest of the Night Terror series, it will make more sense