There is a dim light over the horizon, exotic and red like a jungle.812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJwEM1f21Jn
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.812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMCF7kLhXcT
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.812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFLN1PPwdPi
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.812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6t5nOCb3MY
"Excuse me…can you help?"812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsehjUjLFwM
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.812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbnEpkjeweG
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?"812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIxXCqTjoFK
She eyes him carefully. "How do I know you won't kill or rape me?"812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVqBLtGGvQo
"Oh, please…why would I?" he mutters. "Murder's boring…and rape is repulsive. Can't you just help a struggling bloke?"812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVF53o7AJeU
"A bloke? Are you from the UK?"812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnsdahbqie2
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?"812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEl7iMzJjd7
She smiles a little. "Sorry," she apologizes. "I'm just…a little on edge."812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXDFXUyAZpP
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.812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLMzf70OGY3
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."812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzBBElw5ARx
He looks at her strangely. "…What?"812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxgdG6ar1uh
"Hm?"812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGz6IV7qZ5w
"What did you just say?"812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVjL7bhtmqv
"Um…let me help you get up," she repeats.812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡino1SyWDGq
"…Oh, now you're helping," he mutters, but he pushes himself out a little as he gets pulled onto the side of the road.812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJEREY6CqjY
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.812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMMP9Nje6GT
"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?"812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIr1i2t45Ld
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.812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGroHrsaTTH
He smiles at her, his eyes watchful as she stares at the wound. "Nothing," he says. "It's just a way to do this."812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKBphMRbLv6
"Do wh—do what?" Karen asks skittishly as she finally manages to drag her eyes away from the horror and to him.812Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2TG2kBmrJ0
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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