CHAPTER 24
George drifted in blackness for some unknown amount of time. It seemed like hours. The remnants of the hypnotic he’d drunk made it easy to float but the pain kept him from sleeping.
He felt someone frantically tugging at the straps holding his left arm to the chair. He lifted his head in his direction.
“Your eyes,” Maelgwn hissed. His movements stopped. Then he resumed working on the straps.
“Never mind,” he soothed, “You’re going to be fine. Just wake up, please. Now. You have to leave now.”
Alarm penetrated George’s haze. “Go away, you’ll be caught.”
“Quiet,” Maelgwn breathed, ignoring him and unbuckling the last strap. “Cloudie and I have a plan. All you have to do is get into this way, right here.”
With the removal of his bonds, George slumped in the chair, every musc
