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The Cold Bite of Autumn (pt.2)

July 21, 2009

>Cheryl stumbled past a decrepit gate and fell into the rocky yard. A scream of pain ripped from her lips despite her sense that she could not hurt anymore than she already did. She attempted to pull herself forward with her arms but could raise neither high enough to do any good.

She heard the front door creak slightly and pictured a little old woman afraid of her own shadow opening it. Instead, a burly man swung the door open boldly, pushed open a screen door and took the steps two at a time. In an instant he knelt beside her.

“What happened? Car wreck?”

All Cheryl could do was nod. She felt his hands probing around gingerly but with enough force that when he touched her ankle she cried out.

“That’s pretty messed up. Probably broken. Looks like you’ve lost some blood too. Do you feel cold?”

She nodded again, thankful her mouth was incapable of betraying her. She wanted to scream, “I should have died too.” Bastards. They were supposed to all die together. Her benefactor kept taking an inventory until he was sure there were no other major injuries.

“I’ll have an ambulance here in a second.” The man stood up, bound back up the steps and was swallowed by the dim lit house. His muffled voice trailed off into a silken mist as Cheryl lost consciousness.

3 Comments leave one →
  1. July 22, 2009 6:04 pm

    >cool! you and BT have the market cornered on leave the reader thirsty for more….

  2. July 25, 2009 2:22 am

    >Good job on Part 2. But anyone not following the Rogues blog will have missed Part 1. You could always delete this and repost them in order.

  3. July 25, 2009 11:01 pm

    Hopefully I got it fixed close enough for people to find it now…

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