#Chapter 31 Quest for Quiet

Dominic I am in a medical chair, my arms and legs restrained. I don’t know how I got here, or even what day it is. I am young. I am afraid. There are tubes in my arm, but I am not in pain. This room seems clean, so at least I am not in a filthy dungeon or cave lair. Still, this is not right. The monitors and screens around me start to come into focus, but the data means nothing to me. Why am I here? My wolf sounds different, disassociated from my self. I recognize figures in the outer circle of the room, in preparation for something. As I stir and mumble, my brain clearing fog, these others take notice. Two strangers come toward me, and one holds a mask with a hose. I wonder if will flow with oxygen or ether as my nose and mouth are covered and cool air hits my face. The world starts to flicker around me, and I turn my head trying to take in as much as I can about this place before I black out. The last thing I remember, is the other person in the r