There is a dim light over the horizon, exotic and red like a jungle.752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmUlpaBI04F
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.752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSreJCDLZAd
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.752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIgNxIJac1q
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.752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjVkNOHOd6o
"Excuse me…can you help?"752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTb0tWfSDSu
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.752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXeckaUJCgG
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?"752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJqTCij7wEX
She eyes him carefully. "How do I know you won't kill or rape me?"752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKqG90MZuKV
"Oh, please…why would I?" he mutters. "Murder's boring…and rape is repulsive. Can't you just help a struggling bloke?"752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb5lUjOl9U9
"A bloke? Are you from the UK?"752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU3UR8F710I
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?"752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRNMrE1G9D9
She smiles a little. "Sorry," she apologizes. "I'm just…a little on edge."752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoMoBOxo6cb
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.752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2ZTvLJfTcF
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."752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHjpmIsWWHI
He looks at her strangely. "…What?"752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ45qflSQZBF
"Hm?"752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRABrNGz80k
"What did you just say?"752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtBl4rFft71
"Um…let me help you get up," she repeats.752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjXdJnMB5La
"…Oh, now you're helping," he mutters, but he pushes himself out a little as he gets pulled onto the side of the road.752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzJe9G1R852
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.752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvNDjoYB8dW
"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?"752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQKlnjhxEQW
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.752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLX7nzzfQq4
He smiles at her, his eyes watchful as she stares at the wound. "Nothing," he says. "It's just a way to do this."752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuR4otPchRv
"Do wh—do what?" Karen asks skittishly as she finally manages to drag her eyes away from the horror and to him.752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiRwNvpP3UH
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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