DOS

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Song:
Hurry Home
• No Rome
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II.

||Harmless Nightmare||

Soaked wet. Body, shamelessly tired. Breathing ragged, as how much my heart heavily pounds.

Red crimson oozing out my stomach. Flowing through my black sweater. Hands clutched tightly to stop the wound from bleeding.

Mind spinning. Eyes in a bit of daze. My feet and hands, cold and numb.

I'm worn out. I'm hungry. Thirsty. My eyes want to close even for a moment. My body, now craves to lie on the dirty ground.

My body is failing me to keep up. But my mind wills my body to keep going.

Just a little more.

My mind keeps whispering. Telling me to not give up. That I will soon find a road...or find Colt, hopefully.

I have no idea where am I, or how I got here, or even what ever happened.

Last time I knew, Colt obliviously fell asleep where it's his turn to drive.

I, I didn't disturb him up and kept driving. I thought I would pull it off until he woke up but...

But then my eyes got droopy. I tried to fight the sleep. Pinching my arms, heck I even slap my face.

Then, then as my eyelids got heavier...to the point of slowly closing my eyes, a light.

A light emerged ahead of us. A light of a car...driving ahead of us, then all went black.

But what troubles me is that, I'm nowhere in or near my car. I'm totally inside a forest, with a wound bleeding endlessly.

As my head spins, my body abruptly stop. My hand immediately lean on the large wood of the tree.

I need to...I need to get help.

My eyes wander around the large trees under the sinister darkness. The moon's light, illuminating a bit through the shadings of the leaves.

I need to get out of here as soon as possible. I need to stitch my wound. I need to find Colt.

Steadying myself, I started to walk, slowly. My legs tremble underneath me. My stomach shouts for food. My mouth wishes water.

All of a sudden, my head snap to my side. A rustle of sound, heard by the bushes.

I swallow hard. Cautiously taking a step at a time. Eyes, narrowly suspecting every part where I'm surrounded.

The rustling sound continue to noise deep behind the bushes. Making me rigidly anxious.

Heart heavily pacing. Lung filled in with short breaths. Beads of sweat terribly flowing throughout my body. Body warily trembling.

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