What the fuck? That bastard just tried to kill me. This was the first thought that popped into my head when I regained consciousness. I pushed myself upright from the ground and wiped the dirt from my face. It was dark, and very hard to make out where I was. I could smell and feel the earth beneath me, I had to be outside. I looked up, but couldn't see the stars, something was obscuring their light. It is night - isn't it?
I wrung my hands together, trying to stop them from shaking, and felt the
Published on August 17, 2009 07:07