There is a dim light over the horizon, exotic and red like a jungle.918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpqp7nB4YFN
Karen isn't above admiring it, she enjoys nature. She stares at it with contempt, though. It is such a fleeting sight, she thinks, and always will be. Nothing can stop a sunset from going away…and the beauties last no more than an hour.918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6ijcnI0s9V
Regardless, she walks towards it. The dirt road is stretching far, and she has a long way to go to get to her boyfriend's house, but it hasn't stopped her before. He owns a home further down the way, lined with ditches full of pesticides and waste from his vast fields of apples. She's felt disdain towards it before, and has always expressed it, but whoever cares anymore? He says global warming is inevitable, and will happen regardless of pollution and environmental poisoning but she doesn't believe that.918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMXWGOEmN8k
Nobody is here to stop the monstrosity. Not so personally, at least, and Karen is a journalist. She takes things personally. It's a dangerous match, and she agrees now. They are too different, and this walk is to make that statement.918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkMxzVfDRYn
"Excuse me…can you help?"918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6pHt26hWPh
Karen blinks and looks to her right where that voice came from. She stops walking and trails over to the edge, and is…ambiguously surprised to see a young homeless man lying on the side of a ditch looking quite miserable. "Are you alright?" she questions him.918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ28N8IRQjeT
He rubs his eyes and hums thoughtfully. "I've no clue," he replies dryly. "'ve only got a horrible headache and hurt ankle. Care to help me?"918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnP6ycSYaOL
She eyes him carefully. "How do I know you won't kill or rape me?"918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwNVtdEFiov
"Oh, please…why would I?" he mutters. "Murder's boring…and rape is repulsive. Can't you just help a struggling bloke?"918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4gTLmeJY5t
"A bloke? Are you from the UK?"918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡln89j75muo
He sighs and looks up at her with hazel blue eyes that shine slightly more green in light of the sunset. "I'm stuck in a ditch with a twisted ankle, and you're worried about my nationality?"918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3J9HZc0mYs
She smiles a little. "Sorry," she apologizes. "I'm just…a little on edge."918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfi3sdWNQOU
He makes a sound of discontent, and rolls his eyes. "Fine, I'll just walk all by myself then," he grumbles sarcastically as he slowly sits up with a loud and dramatic groan.918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrKtihJLX9e
Karen can't stop a little chuckle as she leans over the edge and reaches out to help him. "Here," she says, "let me help you wake up."918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsnxmr4ll2H
He looks at her strangely. "…What?"918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzpfvU7sZth
"Hm?"918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtY6NHN7UdP
"What did you just say?"918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuHemKqM9Q3
"Um…let me help you get up," she repeats.918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKgPWujXjqH
"…Oh, now you're helping," he mutters, but he pushes himself out a little as he gets pulled onto the side of the road.918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4ru1lqUUU7
She almost immediately gasps and jumps in shock and fear at the sight of his ankle, but his hand keeps an astute grip on her arm and she can't back away. His ankle is bloodied, and blue and purple and swollen quite horribly. But that isn't what alarms her to such a state. There is a long and ugly gash that ripped through his same leg, and it is still bleeding…quite heavily.918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiA37G9HUgk
"I know, right?" He speaks as if the revelation hadn't changed anything. "A bit tedious, really. I'll have to go to a hospital…say, do you have a phone, miss?"918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9Hfzc0FABc
She looks at him with wide brown eyes, chest heaving as she panted out her shock. "Y-ye—yeah, yeah. Yeah. I-I do…I do…oh, my god…what, what happened?" she stammers out.918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj4HYgzPC0a
He smiles at her, his eyes watchful as she stares at the wound. "Nothing," he says. "It's just a way to do this."918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1Cj5DeZ6wd
"Do wh—do what?" Karen asks skittishly as she finally manages to drag her eyes away from the horror and to him.918Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX0FwuZvTlg
Her eyes don't meet those gentle and sarcastic hazel blue orbs she saw earlier. Instead, they meet the single barrel of a hand gun, and she doesn't have a second longer to process it before her vision blackens as a result of a projectile ripping through her skull.
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