There is a dim light over the horizon, exotic and red like a jungle.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6ilW2eFusu
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.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpUD3iPcvtl
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.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2v7KkUmT7p
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.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1TVU9ERciT
"Excuse me…can you help?"912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHCAQZWcwq7
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.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0A3I6JmMDj
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?"912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv9jt3wsH9w
She eyes him carefully. "How do I know you won't kill or rape me?"912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwlUTHVuazv
"Oh, please…why would I?" he mutters. "Murder's boring…and rape is repulsive. Can't you just help a struggling bloke?"912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvThaURCPR1
"A bloke? Are you from the UK?"912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGpuFHMUQJG
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?"912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx2FpReU4uE
She smiles a little. "Sorry," she apologizes. "I'm just…a little on edge."912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqYK9Z8EiW7
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.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡELdTwMOgOX
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."912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKANMoclRfK
He looks at her strangely. "…What?"912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ94pWXXtvtu
"Hm?"912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ59JPzTmVOR
"What did you just say?"912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQQ1mMnauSX
"Um…let me help you get up," she repeats.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK2385hVaqd
"…Oh, now you're helping," he mutters, but he pushes himself out a little as he gets pulled onto the side of the road.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEJi02OND3a
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.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLwFuKErNAh
"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?"912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5cI3LnmW7z
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.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4v4CDjBeUz
He smiles at her, his eyes watchful as she stares at the wound. "Nothing," he says. "It's just a way to do this."912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzSlnj15XU4
"Do wh—do what?" Karen asks skittishly as she finally manages to drag her eyes away from the horror and to him.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7WLltNyYX0
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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