There is a dim light over the horizon, exotic and red like a jungle.815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7GNM5PGxoP
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.815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqVmg8neZxl
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.815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKqiBwXvbCw
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.815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTsZ474Ta7i
"Excuse me…can you help?"815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO9LP8egykx
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.815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiVM4ohaxt6
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?"815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpRib150oLw
She eyes him carefully. "How do I know you won't kill or rape me?"815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiw0u4xFuMq
"Oh, please…why would I?" he mutters. "Murder's boring…and rape is repulsive. Can't you just help a struggling bloke?"815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj1CJ85zdid
"A bloke? Are you from the UK?"815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3xTibBSx8X
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?"815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrsIWLG0vMN
She smiles a little. "Sorry," she apologizes. "I'm just…a little on edge."815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡynsjep0Ljl
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.815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZbKCXTmiUz
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."815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbIfgn0QLn4
He looks at her strangely. "…What?"815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsrDu9V3wCb
"Hm?"815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSX4UkrNOVx
"What did you just say?"815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAce1t34Uo0
"Um…let me help you get up," she repeats.815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLnaW3jZaPd
"…Oh, now you're helping," he mutters, but he pushes himself out a little as he gets pulled onto the side of the road.815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡufakaUS7Ox
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.815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3YVMK1brlS
"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?"815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUn7pHeMHef
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.815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy36ZpkcNrE
He smiles at her, his eyes watchful as she stares at the wound. "Nothing," he says. "It's just a way to do this."815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3XLJXuDolI
"Do wh—do what?" Karen asks skittishly as she finally manages to drag her eyes away from the horror and to him.815Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPKXJt6pb4d
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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