No, You Hang Up

by A.J. Merlin

I’m not afraid of the dark. Not really. But I think every human has some fear of the shadows, deep down. After all, aren’t we all afraid of the things we can’t see?

“And it’s just Midazolam, before you start freaking out. Not that you’ll be freaking out in a minute,” Huxley adds. “So we’re going to stand here, with you chewing on my hand like a dog, until I feel it kick in.”

“You don’t want to admit it, but I think I’m growing on you.” “Like a cyst,” I manage to say.