The Points Between - Chapter 23

Three Loud Knocks

Matthew awoke, fully alert, a lingering taste of dust on his lips. It was dark. It was wrong.

He sat upright in his bed, throwing aside his bedsheets and looking around wildly. He frowned. He had bedsheets. That wasn’t wrong. He was in a bed. He was supposed to be in a bed. He took a deep breath. The air wasn’t warm and dusty, it was distinctly chilly. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw vague outlines sharpen into distinct shapes: curtains drawn across a window, the...