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Kedori’s heart leapt. Would you please? he signed rapidly. I’d be so grateful. He bit his lip. I might have a hard time paying you–but I promise I will, as soon as I can! He met the young woman’s eyes. Thank you so much.

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As time passed in silence, weariness overtook Kiet’s body. He slumped against the wall, trying to ignore the discomfort of his wrists as he attempted to sleep. Finally, he relaxed and began to drift off.

Wet. Cold.

Kiet started awake, panic coursing through his veins. The dressing on his leg was dark with some fluid from the cell floor–he didn’t want to know what it was. He struggled to shove the wet dressing down with his other foot, biting his lip against the pain. I can’t let it get into the wound. It’ll get infected. Breathing hard, he tried to kick the edge of the bandage from its clasp, finally throwing his shoe off and unwrapping it with his toes.

He grasped the end of the bandage and rubbed at the gaping wound with it, gasping sharply at every pang it sent up his leg. I have to clean it. I have to get that liquid out. 

At a sudden shot of pain, Kiet became aware of warm fluid running down his calf once more. Blast, he thought, gritting his teeth and biting back tears. I reopened it. And with the bandage off, it’s just exposed to the open. . . 

Eyes filling, he stared up at the dark stone ceiling. Please, God. I need You. Help me. . . it hurts so much. It’s going to get infected. . . 

Tears trickled down his cheeks. Why. . . why did this happen? I didn’t do anything! Was it wrong to even go to that Sparrow meeting? I’m sorry. . . His throat grew tight with stifled sobs. I didn’t mean to do anything wrong. Please forgive me. I’m sorry!

Shadows of sorrow and self-loathing swirled around Kiet. He huddled beneath them in the dark of the cell, thoughts repeating like a skipping record in his mind. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have gone. It was wrong to even think of it. God’s going to abandon me here. And I’ll deserve it. I’m going to die. . .

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Poor kid. . . I think he’ll need some counseling from Megyn. XD I hope that wasn’t too graphic for anyone!!

I’m thinking at this point, Megyn can come in the next day to tend it, then perhaps when she cleans it the day after Kiet shows signs of infection. I’d research this stuff even more thoroughly for my own novels, but I can at least make this as realistic as possible. 😉