Revenge

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Summary: I Just noticed that there was not a blurb on what this book
Review: is about. So here it is. Drake lay on the ashen cold ground, eyes barely open. He was afraid, afraid to open his eyes any further. Afraid of what he might see, not just around him, but him. His body hurt really bad. What had happened? He tried hard to remember, but it would not come to him. He hurt he knew that for sure. He hurt all over. His throat was dry and he tried hard to swallow, to force the saliva down in hopes of quenching at least a little bit of the dryness that was there. Nothing happened, what saliva was worked up soaked into his swollen mouth. He could feel it coming but could not stop it. The cough came from deep down and worked its way roughly to the surface. Oh man it hurt, it racked his whole body. Drake forced his sore body to his hands and knees and retched until he collapsed back to the ground. Trickles of spit gathered in the corners of his mouth, just a drink, even a small one was all he needed. Man what I would give for a small drink of water, then he passed out.