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Boston Run by David L.
Robbins

Chapter One


His grey eyes snapped open with the abruptness typical of those who
were brought back from the dead, and he stared at the yellow ceiling
overhead in a state of dazed bewilderment. Where am I? was the first
question his mind posed. He tried to lift his arms, but for some reason
they wouldn't budge. What happened? was his second question. He knew
he was lying on his back on a soft surface, although he couldn't remember
how he got there. His throat felt extremely dry, so he swallowed and licked
his lips.

"Ahhhhhh. I see our patient is finally awake," said a low, kindly voice
from somewhere off to his left. "How are you feeling?"

He blinked when a white-haired man materialized above him, noting
the man's lined, mature countenance and steady blue eyes. "WhтАФ" he
croaked, trying to speak, his parched throat and strangely immobile
jawbone strangling the word and causing him to cough.

"I'm Doctor Milton," the man said, introducing himself.

He realized the man wore a smock and had a stethoscope in an upper
pocket. He attempted to raise his head, but couldn't.

"I'll get you a glass of water," the physician offered, and disappeared.

Footsteps and the sound of running water reached his ears, and he
waited expectantly for the doctor to return, striving to concentrate, to
attain mental clarity. There were so many questions he needed answered.

"Here's your water," Doctor Milton said, returning with a small glass in
his left hand. "Open your mouth and I'll pour."

Gratefully, he complied and felt the cool liquid trickle over his tongue
and down his throat.

"You mustn't drink it too fast," the doctor advised, tilting the glass
carefully and slowly until the last drop was gone. "There. Now you should