The John Nimerc Website

The Hospital Ship - Page By Page

Chapter 1 - The Battle - Page_15

Terror engulfed Functionary. Panic flooded his mind obliterating coherent thinking processes as it swept unremittingly forwards across his entire brain matter. With every millisecond, he increasingly feared that this was the end and that there was no escape. He became vaguely aware that he had lost all control of his bodily functions. At that moment he had a sensation that his crutch and leg were becoming increasingly warm. He believed that he could smell an unpleasant odour. Was that he? But then again, who cared. Increasingly, he gasped trying to gain oxygen where none was to be found. With increasing desperation he panted unproductively. Only moments left, he thought.

<Toc | Previous Page | Next Page >