Stories I couldn't be bothered finishing

The Alleyway

The alleyway was quiet at night. Rain dripped off the edge of windows and ladders, creating a gloomy atmosphere. Reverberating footsteps followed the two men, their skittish minds running around. The two men looked at each other, wariness in their eyes. The winds small whisper sent a trickle up Dereck's spine, cold creeping in through his dew-soaked shoes. He looked at his friend in awe. Carter's golden halo of hair still glistened, the blueish-grey streaks sticking out against the gold. His pale-yellow eyes shone with tears. 

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The police sirens gained closer to them as they ran, the crazy beggar still giving chase. He had a knife and a gun, but they presumed his gun had no bullets. A knife whizzed past Dereck's face as he rounded a corner, blood starting to trickle down his ear and onto his neck. Carter slipped on the damp moss, falling to the ground in defeat. The beggar clicked the safety off on his gun and held it to Carter's head. The trigger was pulled.

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'And you're sure he wasn't high or drunk?'

'No, no. No, officer. He was just insane.'

'And he just... Ran after you? You both didn't provoke him or anything?'

'No... He just... Ran after us.'

'Strange. Well, thank you for being honest, sir. I hope your friend is ok.'

'Thank you, officer.'

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The silent beeping of the hospital beds made his head run wild. The beeping, the noises, the overlapping chatter of nurses and patients. His head pounded with pain at all the noises. He looked at Carter's limp body, bandages wrapped around his numb head. A tear slid down Dereck's cheek. He leaned over to kiss Carter on the head. Standing up, he moved down the side of the bed and into the crowded hall. 

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'This just in. Crazy beggar kills man, severely damages second.'

FZZT/THUNK