Shayne, everyone's already said it so well, I'll just have to echo the sentiment: This is such a gripping story! It's so well-written and the tension is fantastic.
And your description here was wonderful:
It almost seemed as though they were deliberately avoiding letting him know anything about the world around him.
Part of him didn’t want to know. The rest of him felt compelled, though. He’d felt the same need as a child to stare at an open wound.
We've all got that morbid curiosity, to a degree, whether it's open wounds, car accidents, poking at a bruise with a fingertip or testing a sore tooth with our tongue. So well said, and so heart-breaking — this is Clark's forgotten train-wreck of a life, after all, not a scraped knee.
And, like everyone else, I can't wait to read your next chapter!
