A Rude Awakening

DOMINIC

My skull felt like it had been cracked open with a bat. A sharp throb pulsed behind my eyes as I blinked against the morning light streaming through the window.

I groaned, dragging a hand across my face.

My mouth was dry. My tongue felt like sandpaper. My entire body was sore, like I’d been hit by a truck… or maybe like I’d hit something else, hard and recklessly, over and over again.

What