The Dawn

Dawn

With a squeal of brakes, the Toyota rolled off the road. Kenichi Nishimura slammed against the dashboard before the airbags had time to react. The rental car over balanced before finally laying to rest in an abandoned field. Like a giant beast suddenly still, it was 3 hours before moment occurred inside the car.

Ken slowly opened his eyes, a sweating sickness rolling over him. An eerie fog loomed over the field, ubiquitous fog streamed across a muggy sky. Slowly opening his eyes, ken experienced a thorough pain from his left calf. Stretching his arms and legs, he checked for any broken bones. Nothing. But a haematoma in his calf. Scrambling for the door handle, Ken staggered outside. Preservation lined his brow, the damp grass clinging like beggegers to his legs, Ken walked.

A car thundered down from somewhere above him. Looking up, he saw a 'road'. Waving his arms he ran like a drunken man, weaving in and out. But the car was just a swirl in the mist, the red tail lights glowed in the fog. Disappointed Ken, in his previous concussion state, wandered onto the road and continued to walk, mesmerized by the white line.

Wandering down the abandoned line,  Ken suddenly heard a roar, progressively growing louder. Waving his bloodstained arms like an idiot, he ran toward the noise. His senses hitting him like a stone, he stood there as a car loomed around the bend.

With a squeal of brakes, Nadia wilboorer stopped just in time to avoid hitting a dear.  Well, she thought it was dear. Stepping out into the gloom, she noticed a ghostly shadow lying stiffly on the tarcell. Leaning closer, she saw that it was a young boy. Gasping, she turned him over and she Acker for a pulse. Strong. Struggling under the weight, she dragged the mystery figure to her car.

Nadia's heart leapt into her throat as the boy stirred.  Heart racing, she reached over pulled some bloodied hair out of his face. He murmured something like California, before his body was taken back to the unconscious.  Feeling his pockets, she felt for something to identify him. A notebook and a small number of coins.  Inside the notebook were the date and an address.