SamVale

  The first thing Audrey knew when she woke up was a slow, steady beeping sound. She gazed up at the gray ceiling with blurred vision and sat up slowly, clutching her forehead against the ache that echoed under her skull.  She felt heavy and strange, like she had been asleep for weeks. She scanned the ceiling for a source of the beeping noise but saw nothing. She inspected the rest of the room—just a small rectangular space with a wooden door, a large desk, a closet with empty hangers and another twin bed to her right. She started when she saw the lanky boy lying on it and rushed to his bedside.            “Adam?” she said