Let You Down - Part FourHe was awake again, and the voices were far away now. He tried to call out to them, but there was something in his throat, and he couldn’t talk around it. He wanted to reach up and pull it out, but they’d strapped him down again.He could only hear snatches of what the voices were saying, whether it be because they were far away, or because his brain was still foggy with drugs.“…police want him kept alone, no visitors…”Why? What had he done?“…a gang member, he’s covered in tattoos. Even has a swastika over a clover on his back…stupid hair like a fan on his head, probably a neo-Nazi, I think they like those…”Did they think he was a criminal because he was a Droog? He was a Droog, not a Nazi! He didn’t do anything! Were they keeping him here until the police came to get him?“…whatever he is, poor boy’s suffered enough without your attitude…”…suffered enough? Poor boy
Let You Down - Part Three“…smoke inhalation, first and second degree burns to his hands and right shoulder…”“…seizures, most likely from oxygen deprivation…”“…intubate him…”The rocking and sirens had stopped, replaced by another feeling that was vaguely like falling, or flying. He was being wheeled down a hallway, and the voices had changed, as had the view overhead. Everything was white, and bright, and it hurt his eyes terribly to open them. His entire body felt burnt and dry, like every ounce of moisture had been sucked from it. The heat had been so intense; it had sucked the life from him the second he got past the door…It was the last thing he remembered before all of this.“Sam…” he managed to gasp again. Where was Samuel? He hadn’t heard him, or his parents.He felt the mask being taken off his face, and despite the claustrophobic feeling it was giving him, he instantly wished it was still there.
Let You Down - Part Two“…he’s not getting enough oxygen, he’s having seizures…”“We’re almost there, just keep your eyes on him…”Awake again, but this time the rushing noise was quieter, overpowered by voices, and the noise of a siren. His eyes rolled open again, unfocused, but seeing more than he did before. There was colour in the shadows around him now, though still not much. He could guess he was in the inside of an ambulance, he could feel the vehicle swaying and jostling over bumps in the road. It took him a few seconds to remember what exactly could have happened to land him in an ambulance in the first place…“Sam…!!” He managed to gasp, coughing harder as he squirmed on the bed, trying desperately to knock the mask off his face. The panic he’d been feeling in his last truly conscious moment was flooding back, but the effort to speak had sent him into another coughing fit.He was choking on air, every breath
Let You Down - Part One“He’s waking up…”There was something on his face, something was smothering him. He reached up to pull it away, feeling the weight and movement of the tubes that dangled from his hand. Before he could remove it, a hand caught his wrist, pinning it back down. Another hand holding a light was suddenly above him, shining the beam directly into his eyes. He heard words, he presumed they were English, but he couldn’t understand them. It was like listening to a radio station that wasn’t coming in right, only it was a rushing noise, and not static, that was drowning them out.He wanted to talk to the figures around him, he wanted to tell them he couldn’t breathe, or see more than shadows and light. His hand went up to his face again, trying to pull away the thing that was covering his nose and mouth. The other hands were still quicker, though, and they pinned him down again, though this time he felt tight straps crossing his forearms, securing them