The RiflemanChapter 6 New World
Day 1; Arrival William I woke up, and groaned. My head was under my pillows, and I had a splitting headache. Reaching out, I fumbled for my sunglasses, and pulled them to me as I sat up rubbing my eyes. I slid them on. I opened my eyes as I yawned, and I shrieked as I looked around me. I started trembling as I heard a thumping, and lowered my eyes. I looked at my dog, Traveler. I reached out with trembling fingers and touched his forehead. He stood up and placed his head in my lap and...