Hagovi’s Bridge Chapter Sixteen: Gasps
I don’t know what to do. He only said, if you can’t breath, use this.
The siren punched the air with two blasts for every time Marl inhaled and two more for each exhale. The mask rhythmically fogged up, then cleared.
Hagovi wanted to shut the alarm off. She wanted to change her clothes, get the sand out of her hair, drink some…