There is a dim light over the horizon, exotic and red like a jungle.853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGALgxXAIEp
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.853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRHFYRdlN4Z
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.853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo4BxGeDo8K
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.853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzdrJu5ZIOS
"Excuse me…can you help?"853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbJbww6J20u
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.853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMrt0eDHAWc
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?"853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0cykncy3lP
She eyes him carefully. "How do I know you won't kill or rape me?"853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9HJqRNvTSK
"Oh, please…why would I?" he mutters. "Murder's boring…and rape is repulsive. Can't you just help a struggling bloke?"853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmzVwbgQYMD
"A bloke? Are you from the UK?"853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5Y8qWDg1LP
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?"853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAU4PkLD4hS
She smiles a little. "Sorry," she apologizes. "I'm just…a little on edge."853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8J889zsE6O
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.853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFYbc9pm19z
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."853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCeUsIoU9Im
He looks at her strangely. "…What?"853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1hWpNDYlBr
"Hm?"853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeWgvQg4pqa
"What did you just say?"853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3qBQ4CCmnc
"Um…let me help you get up," she repeats.853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6ojO3IVSNv
"…Oh, now you're helping," he mutters, but he pushes himself out a little as he gets pulled onto the side of the road.853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTSCZY3PnIE
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.853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFw1Dvi7h6O
"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?"853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDNKDVR7pOn
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.853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtMLVryKfL7
He smiles at her, his eyes watchful as she stares at the wound. "Nothing," he says. "It's just a way to do this."853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJurJKL09tu
"Do wh—do what?" Karen asks skittishly as she finally manages to drag her eyes away from the horror and to him.853Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN35aN6Rd8E
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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