Chapter 6: High Priest
When Charon finally awoke, he jolted upwards, vague memories clawing at his mind before locking themselves away, leaving a hole in their place.
His breath came in heavy gasps, droplets of sweat dripping down his forehead as a feeling of dread overcame him.
Reaching down to steady himself, he felt a soft mattress, his hand sinking into its folds. Glancing around, he saw he was in a plain white room.
A counter sat opposite him, nothing lying on top except for three candles and his holo-pad. A door was beside that, closed without any windows to look out from. His bed took up at least half the room, being far larger than he would need.
Throwing his legs over the edge, he realized he wasn’t wearing his clothes anymore, but instead a plain pair of jeans and a T-shirt.
He pulled the collar, grimacing as he thought about someone changing him.
’That’s a comforting thought.’
Pushing himself off the bed and standing up, he teetered precariously before catching his balance, stumbling a few steps forward until he could stabilize himself with the counter.
Reaching for the holo-pad to figure out what had happened, he recoiled when it began buzzing aggressively, rattling on the top of the steel surface.
Cringing from the noise, he snatched it up and began pressing random buttons, hoping one of them would disable the machine. Luckily, he seemed to have hit the right combination, the sound ending only a few seconds after beginning.
’Phew, I’m glad that’s over. Now I need to see what’s going on.’
Shuffling to the door, he brought the holo-pad up to it and waited for it to open.