Woodsedge: Austin Macauley

I didn't know what I had expected!

The lamps, which I had noticed previously, hung above a row of what appeared to be inhabited cot beds directly across the opposite side of the wall. I didn't trust my eyes in the semi-darkness. This was not what I expected. I stared before me in complete and utter amazement.

These beds held a number of seemingly comatose figures - I could just make out the shapes under the bedclothes, just about eight of them. Most of them were completely static, almost as if they were dead. One or two had drips attached to their arms, and one or two were semi-conscious and moaning softly, so I supposed quite logically that these at least were alive!