Randolph stared at his hands, playing with a truck. But he'd just been in the hospital, surely! He could almost feel the tubes in his nose.
He recognized that voice. Big Grady, the school bully. Randolph recognized all of this, in fact. Grady had beaten him up, badly, and ruined the rest of his school year. I've gone back in time, Randolph thought. Well, let's see how Grady likes thirty years of military training!
Randolph tried to stand, but the young body wouldn't respond. He only sat, frozen, just as in his memory.
A shadow fell over him.
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