"What's going on?"
"Brady you're awake."
Brady recognized the voice.
"Sami is that you?"
"I'm not Sami."
Brady wondered if he was dreaming because the woman standing near him looked a lot like Sami Brady.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Eric Brady."
Eric walked over to the fire and warmed her hands. Brady was confused. He looked down to make sure he was still a man. Everything was where it was supposed to be.
"At lest Henderson isn't around."
"Did you want something to eat sir?"
Brady screamed when he saw Henderson appear before him with a tray of food and a bottle of Scotch.
To Be Cont.