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The dazed and confused sensation he’d gotten several times that night hit him again. Mumbling came from the bed and Solomon rushed to her side, listening, hoping for details that would point him in some direction. Like who to call, what to do.
“S-Sol…” Her head lolled left and right as she tried to raise her hand only to have it flop back down.
“Master….”
“Master? Who is Master,” Solomon asked, kneeling next to the bed. “Is that who did this to you? Who hurt you? Can you hear me? Can you tell me your name? I’m going to call an ambulance,” he soothed. Even if he had to drive to town to do it.
Her head shook a little. “No… no… telling.”
No telling? What the hell. “Why can’t I tell? Did he threaten you?”
“Y-Yes.”
“You’re safe here,” Solomon assured, although without a shotgun or a fucking phone, the assurance felt moronic. “You don’t have to talk, just rest.”
“No… telling.”
“No telling, okay. Just rest. We’ll get you better in no time,” he said in sheer faith. “Then you can tell me who to call. Family, a friend?” A husband? He regarded her dress then. Where was she coming from, a party? A wedding? He needed to give her medicine. Was she allergic to anything? Was anything broken?
“I need to ask you some questions and what I’m going to do is hold your hand, just your hand. All you have to do is squeeze once for yes and twice for no as I ask you questions. You need to save your strength and not talk. Are you understanding me?”
“Yes,” she barely whimpered, like she were in pain.
Solomon took careful hold of her small hand, ignoring the dried blood all over it. “Are you cold?”
She certainly was to the touch but she squeezed his hand twice.
At the communication success, Solomon thought about what he needed most to ask. “Do you know your name?”
She didn’t squeeze right away then finally gave one squeeze.
“Okay,” Solomon nearly cooed to her. “That’s a good thing.”
“Do you remember what happened tonight?”
This time she hesitated even longer before giving a no. So she knew her name but couldn’t remember what happened. Or she wasn’t telling.
“Okay, that’s okay.” Solomon got closer to the bed so he didn’t have to reach so far. He needed to ask questions about injuries but for some reason details about the monster seemed eminent to their safety in that second. “Are you scared of the person who did this to you?”
He got an immediate hand squeeze with that one, making Solomon’s gut clench.
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