There is a dim light over the horizon, exotic and red like a jungle.914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd8qzMSL3kk
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.914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmKXtJaI5TU
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.914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqBLHWf4ScE
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.914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGPqq8VMBSJ
"Excuse me…can you help?"914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0YCRJ5HCRd
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.914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYX8JXP7w2B
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?"914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLkYf7sp7F9
She eyes him carefully. "How do I know you won't kill or rape me?"914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEepbdXEjrY
"Oh, please…why would I?" he mutters. "Murder's boring…and rape is repulsive. Can't you just help a struggling bloke?"914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr7EYO63xgY
"A bloke? Are you from the UK?"914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4AeDeo1XYJ
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?"914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡECvrrZVTaO
She smiles a little. "Sorry," she apologizes. "I'm just…a little on edge."914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvRPS0p20Ai
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.914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYqStEwBRNS
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."914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKkjkfsm4aE
He looks at her strangely. "…What?"914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMHJHI5tw6r
"Hm?"914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTa58kLoi91
"What did you just say?"914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl0WNnwKtya
"Um…let me help you get up," she repeats.914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6zj0eY51lS
"…Oh, now you're helping," he mutters, but he pushes himself out a little as he gets pulled onto the side of the road.914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHYvsHZDx0Y
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.914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRNwAx9rOzZ
"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?"914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqRwffVcYfG
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.914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2eLWuJHTEl
He smiles at her, his eyes watchful as she stares at the wound. "Nothing," he says. "It's just a way to do this."914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFOrqsOIQTc
"Do wh—do what?" Karen asks skittishly as she finally manages to drag her eyes away from the horror and to him.914Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2YT81c970N
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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