Moonsinger
First time out of the vault
Trapped.
That was her only thought. Trapped. Behind them loomed a cliff, and in front of them there were at least a dozen raiders. And well armed ones, too. Luna could spot at least one flamethrower, and three of them had Submachineguns.Well, good thing I used president Tandi’s money for some weaponry upgrades, she thought to herself. We will see now if it was worth the money.
The raiders started attacking, but luckily Marcus managed to put out the guy with the flamethrower with his first salve. In the following chaos she soon lost track of her comrades, being quite occupied with two women who were taunting her, obviously feeling superior. Luna raised her weapon and pulled the trigger, sending a burst in the direction of the first woman’s face. Her head exploded.
“And who’s dancing now on a grave?”, she yelled as the body collapsed, when a bullet out of the other women’s gun ricocheted of the cliff wall behind her and grazed her head just above the ear. Luna threw herself forward and fired again, another bullet grazing her upper arm, but she therefore send a burst in the woman’s lower body, sending her down in a gurgling scream. Luna looked away hastily. She would never get used to kill people, especially not in such a way, even less enjoy their deaths, although hey had tried to kill her. She looked up and saw one of the raiders running away. Just as she was about to worry if he was running for reinforcements or barely to get away, someone behind her screamed at her to throw down. A body hit her in the back, and the moment she hit the ground a grenade detonated where she had been standing.
“They’re standing on the clifftop! The clifftop!!!” That was Vic.
She tried to get up, but whoever was lying on her back seemed to be unconscious.
“Luna! Cassidy!” That was Marcus. “Get up! In the cave! Quick!!”
She couldn’t. She tried to move, pulling an arm put from under her, and Cassidy groaned.
“Cassidy? How bad is it?”
No answer.
“Cassidy?!”
She tried to wriggle free, but he was too heavy. He had her pinned to the ground and then lost consciousness.
“Marcus! Vic! Help! I can’t get up! Cassidy is out!”
She heard running steps, and then the shooting started again. They were standing on the clifftop, trying to shoot the men on the ground like cattle in a pen. She saw the feet of Marcus and then the weight on her back lifted. “Damm. That is serious.” Luna scrabbled to her feet and Vic took her hand, pulling her after him, while Marcus was carrying Cassidy. They ran, only quite narrowly avoided being shot, and Luna thanked all the gods she knew that their attackers did not have more grenades. The cave was barely a hole in the cliff, a few feet high and not much broader, and only a few feet deep as well. Luna slumped to the ground, her head was hurting like hell.
“What are we going to do?” Vic sounded desperate.
“I think they will by now be climbing down from the cliff to pick us up like some ripe fruit”, said Marcus, reloading his gun. “You guys stay there in the shadow. I could see only four or five of them, I will take them out.”
“But…”
He shook his head. “ Vic only has a pistol. Sulik is a melee fighter. They would have him out in no time. You are hurt, and Cassidy…”
It was in that moment that Luna realized what Cassidy had done for her. She turned her head to look at him, lying so deadly still, hardly breathing.
“Oh gods…Cassidy…what have you done?”
She heard Marcus take a deep breath as he started walking to the mouth of the cave, and she heard voices on the outside. Did they expect any resistance? Marcus hid in the shadow, minigun in ready, and waited for them to approach.
“He is probably right, you know. He is our only chance. Only he could stand alone against five and have a chance of surviving”, whispered Vic. She could only nod, still searching Cassidy for the fatal wound. His back had several cuts from splinters, but otherwise he seemed not too badly hurt.
“Help me turn him around. Sulik, take his shoulders, Vic, you take his legs. Be careful!” She took his head, and with combined efforts they turned him, making him groan. His hard and painful breathing seemed to be the only sound, and after a few seconds she realized that it was the only sound. Marcus stood deadly still, Vic and Sulik were hardly moving, and outside there was silence as well. Her hair rose on the back of her neck and on her arms. She turned to look outside, but all she could see was the light coming in, and nothing moved outside. With the nagging feeling that any moment some kind of explosive would hit her in the back, she turned around again to examine Cassidy. When she touched his Chest, her hand was instantly wet and sticky. She cursed. She had almost nothing with her now, most of the medical supplies were in the car. The few bandages that she carried would be of little help here. Cassidy was bleeding to death under her hands.
“Sulik, give me your knife.” He crept a bit nearer and handed it to here. “What you’re doing?”, he asked in a whisper.
“Trying to cut his armor off. It is ruined anyway.”
Sulik nodded and moved to Cassidy’s other side, doing likewise as she, cutting through the seams of the armor with his other knife. She was thankful at this moment that Sulik was a good tribesman and warrior, always keeping his weapons in good shape. The blade was sharp enough to cut the seams without too much effort, and finally the were able to peel the sticky pieces of leather away from Cassidys body. She tried to concentrate on the task ahead, and not on the eerie silence out there and Marcus waiting in the shadows, preparing to be their shield.
Cutting away the shirt was easier, and she told Sulik to cut it into long stripes of cloth in the hopes of being able to somehow stop the bleeding. She finally found the wound, a tiny singed hole between the ribs of his left side. She tried to find another hole on his back, but the bullet had not come out again. He was bleeding awfully, but his breathing did not sound bubbling, nor had he red foam on his lips. His lungs were not pierced then, thank gods. If she could only stop the bleeding, they might be able to get him to a doctor. She tried to apply a pressure dressing by folding a piece of cloth several times together and pressing it on the wound, making Cassidy groan and herself wince with that sound. She told Vic to hold the packet into place and Sulik to hold his body up, all the while listening with one ear to the ongoings outside. There were none. “Do you think they want to make us believe they’re gone?” asked Vic in a whisper. She shook her head. “I don’t know.” She wrapped the bandages around Cassidy’s body as tightly as she dared. She probably had to hurt him still more, and she hated herself for it. But there was no other way. She had no kinds of painkillers, not even a disinfectant. She had some alcohol, but that, likewise as the med supplies, was in the car. And the car was outside, it could as well have been on the other side of the moon.
Sulik laid Cassidy down, and he groaned again. He still had not opened his eyes, his pulse was weak, his breathing shallow. She saw a red patch on the dressing, but it was small, and hardly spreading. Maybe there was hope after all. The next thing now was to get out of this cave alive. There still was no noise outside. She crept up to Marcus.
“Nothing”, he whispered. They stood there and discussed, but they dared not to attack. They know there’s a mutant, and they know that he’s got a minigun. What they don’t know is how much ammo I’ve got left and what about the others. They don’t have any more explosives, though, or the would’ve just hit. Heard them talk about it.”
”Any chance of making a break for it?”
The mutant shrugged. “Maybe, but only if we run like hell. Since we’re having a wounded who has to be carried….don’t think so.”
Luna bit her lip. If they were forced to stay in here for a few days, the would not have to worry about a wounded man any more. She said as much to Marcus, who nodded with a grim face.
“I get your point. But those bastards have hidden themselves, they might as well sit above the entrance again, waiting to drop a few bullets. We’re trapped, little one, good and proper. We can only wait for them to loose their nerves or make a mistake.”
“What would be the chances of a very fast and agile person to rush out there to the car, get away and go for help?”
Marcus slowly turned his head to look down at her. “If you were fast enough to dodge twenty bullets a second, and assuming they all had to reload the moment you have to stand still to get in the car and start it, well, you could make it.”
Luna sighed. “I thought as much. Any chance of them loosing their nerves?”
He shrugged. It’s hot out there, and I do not think they could sit there forever, and I doubt it very much that it is we they’re after.”
Luna blinked. “What is it, then, do you think?”
“The car.” Marcus said simply. “I heard them talk that they wanted to avoid any more exchange of fire not to damage the car.”
“The car, is it?” Luna bit her lip, thinking. “If it is the car they are after and not us, is there a way to negotiate? Or would they just kill us after we give it to them?”
“Chances are high that they’d do the latter. We’re quite well armed, and our equipment would bring quite a few bucks. Plus, they could sell you two tribals as slaves. I wouldn’t count on them holding on to terms of release.”
“I see.” She drew a breath. “Shoot the car, Marcus.”
“What?”
“Shoot the car. If it really is only the car they’re after, they will go, and if they want us then for recompense, they will have to attack, which gives us a chance of defeating them. Shoot the car.”
The mutant hesitated only for a few seconds, then pointed his minigun at the car and pulled the trigger. Pieces of metal flew through the air, and a door fell down, but the car did not explode. It was thoroughly to piece, nevertheless. A commotion above them indicated that they had upset the raiders besieging them, and Luna heard srcabbling and scraping sounds.
“They’re climbing down! Prepare for attack!”, she shouted. Sulik came running in an instant, Ripper in hand, and Vic followed closely, loading his desert eagle, fine pearls of sweat shining on his forehead.
“Don’t worry Vic, if they attack us, we’re gonna have the biggest advantage ever, because we have something that they completely lack.”
“What would that be?”, Vic asked nervously, licking his lips.
“Him”, said Luna with a dark grin, patting Marcus on the shoulder. “Give them a spanking, Marcus.”
Marcus grinned likewise and loaded his gun. Then he shouted in his darkest and deepest voice, which was quite impressively enhanced in the cavemouth: “Run, you fools! Flee!!”
Then he stepped out and started firing. She heard screams, and Sulik ran out to join the massacre. As soon as she puled out the smooth, white form of her H&K she saw that the bandits, although outnumbering them by two times, had no chance, some of them had not even a pistol, wielding only a spear. It took Luna and her boys only a few minutes to take them all out, with only slight casualties, a few cuts on Sulik, and a stray bullet had grazed Marcus’ shoulder.
When the dust had settled, and Luna came to breath again, hurting worse than before, she saw that her companions were grinning all like a cat with a canary feather sticking to his mouth.
“Come on, let’s get Cassidy. We can build a litter out of these spears and some cloth, it is only two days walk to Gecko.”
She went back into the cave and found Cassidy awake. He looked at her with glassy eyes, his jaws locked tightly together.
“Don’t move, old boy. We’re getting you out of here.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake…leave me alone.” His voice came rasping, and his skin was white and pasty.
“Come on, only make it through two days, we’ll take you to a doctor, you will be patched up in no time!” She tried not to sound worried, but Cassidy did not let himself be fooled.
“For Christ’s sake, girl, leave me. I don’t want to be jostled around like this…”he coughed, a sound that made Luna wince in sympathy. “Leave me.” He drew a rasping breath and let his head sink back again.
“No. Not a chance. You saved my life, and I am not letting you die.”
He opened one eye. “You know that…you don’t have…to say …” he stopped, out of breath, and closed the eye again. He was sweating, but by touching him Luna realized he was icecold all over.
He didn’t open his eyes as he spoke again, but his voice was oddly calm.
“This dying hurts me, friend. There’s a knife….couldn’t you speed me up? I’d really have it over with.”
Luna felt tears rising and swallowed a sob. “No. No, sorry, but I am not letting you die.” She tried to sound matter-of-factly, but she had to close her eyes for a second to hold back a tear. She failed, though.
She heard him shuffle and groan, and looked at him. Her vision was blurred, and as she cursed herself for her weakness, she felt his cold hand touch hers.
“Tears, girl? Tears for an old piece of scrap like me?”
”Stop talking nonsense. You’re my friend. You saved my life. I don’t want you to die!”
“Well…I…” He seemed embarrassed by her tears. “I am hurting like hell, though.”
“I know. But I have no painkillers, I’am sorry. I can only beg you to try not to die on me ‘till we get to Gecko. Please, Cas?”
”Well….since you ask me so …nice…” He groaned again, and Luna firmly took his hand in hers. “Promise me you won’t die on me. Promise!”
“Yeah, all right! Stop wailing! I promise.”
He closed his eyes and bit his jaws together, and Luna knew she had won. He would not just die on her, he would try to make it through.
She realized that it had gone quite dark in the little cave and turned around to see that the sun was going down, the fading light of dawn not being able to light up the cave any more. She looked up to the entrance when the others entered with the litter and patted Cassidy cautioulsy on the rump to be reassuring. He chuckled softly and irritated she turned around to see him grinning.
“Do that again, girl, and I might forget about the bullet for a while…”
She felt heat rising in her face, but still she felt relieved the same moment.
“Load him up, boys, he’s not going to die”, she said and left the cave to hide her embarrassment. But still she had to smile. No, he wasn’t going to die on her.
They would reach Gecko in two days, and good old Lenny would patch him up again.
Still, she looked once more at the ruined car and felt the loss of it, but there was no help.
“Let’s go boys.”
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Moonsinger 2005
Ok, so I think I am going to write the whole game in stories...but I have to write them as inspiration hits me, not in the correct timeline.
Comments are welcome, esp. on my english: my expression, grammar and punctuation.
That was her only thought. Trapped. Behind them loomed a cliff, and in front of them there were at least a dozen raiders. And well armed ones, too. Luna could spot at least one flamethrower, and three of them had Submachineguns.Well, good thing I used president Tandi’s money for some weaponry upgrades, she thought to herself. We will see now if it was worth the money.
The raiders started attacking, but luckily Marcus managed to put out the guy with the flamethrower with his first salve. In the following chaos she soon lost track of her comrades, being quite occupied with two women who were taunting her, obviously feeling superior. Luna raised her weapon and pulled the trigger, sending a burst in the direction of the first woman’s face. Her head exploded.
“And who’s dancing now on a grave?”, she yelled as the body collapsed, when a bullet out of the other women’s gun ricocheted of the cliff wall behind her and grazed her head just above the ear. Luna threw herself forward and fired again, another bullet grazing her upper arm, but she therefore send a burst in the woman’s lower body, sending her down in a gurgling scream. Luna looked away hastily. She would never get used to kill people, especially not in such a way, even less enjoy their deaths, although hey had tried to kill her. She looked up and saw one of the raiders running away. Just as she was about to worry if he was running for reinforcements or barely to get away, someone behind her screamed at her to throw down. A body hit her in the back, and the moment she hit the ground a grenade detonated where she had been standing.
“They’re standing on the clifftop! The clifftop!!!” That was Vic.
She tried to get up, but whoever was lying on her back seemed to be unconscious.
“Luna! Cassidy!” That was Marcus. “Get up! In the cave! Quick!!”
She couldn’t. She tried to move, pulling an arm put from under her, and Cassidy groaned.
“Cassidy? How bad is it?”
No answer.
“Cassidy?!”
She tried to wriggle free, but he was too heavy. He had her pinned to the ground and then lost consciousness.
“Marcus! Vic! Help! I can’t get up! Cassidy is out!”
She heard running steps, and then the shooting started again. They were standing on the clifftop, trying to shoot the men on the ground like cattle in a pen. She saw the feet of Marcus and then the weight on her back lifted. “Damm. That is serious.” Luna scrabbled to her feet and Vic took her hand, pulling her after him, while Marcus was carrying Cassidy. They ran, only quite narrowly avoided being shot, and Luna thanked all the gods she knew that their attackers did not have more grenades. The cave was barely a hole in the cliff, a few feet high and not much broader, and only a few feet deep as well. Luna slumped to the ground, her head was hurting like hell.
“What are we going to do?” Vic sounded desperate.
“I think they will by now be climbing down from the cliff to pick us up like some ripe fruit”, said Marcus, reloading his gun. “You guys stay there in the shadow. I could see only four or five of them, I will take them out.”
“But…”
He shook his head. “ Vic only has a pistol. Sulik is a melee fighter. They would have him out in no time. You are hurt, and Cassidy…”
It was in that moment that Luna realized what Cassidy had done for her. She turned her head to look at him, lying so deadly still, hardly breathing.
“Oh gods…Cassidy…what have you done?”
She heard Marcus take a deep breath as he started walking to the mouth of the cave, and she heard voices on the outside. Did they expect any resistance? Marcus hid in the shadow, minigun in ready, and waited for them to approach.
“He is probably right, you know. He is our only chance. Only he could stand alone against five and have a chance of surviving”, whispered Vic. She could only nod, still searching Cassidy for the fatal wound. His back had several cuts from splinters, but otherwise he seemed not too badly hurt.
“Help me turn him around. Sulik, take his shoulders, Vic, you take his legs. Be careful!” She took his head, and with combined efforts they turned him, making him groan. His hard and painful breathing seemed to be the only sound, and after a few seconds she realized that it was the only sound. Marcus stood deadly still, Vic and Sulik were hardly moving, and outside there was silence as well. Her hair rose on the back of her neck and on her arms. She turned to look outside, but all she could see was the light coming in, and nothing moved outside. With the nagging feeling that any moment some kind of explosive would hit her in the back, she turned around again to examine Cassidy. When she touched his Chest, her hand was instantly wet and sticky. She cursed. She had almost nothing with her now, most of the medical supplies were in the car. The few bandages that she carried would be of little help here. Cassidy was bleeding to death under her hands.
“Sulik, give me your knife.” He crept a bit nearer and handed it to here. “What you’re doing?”, he asked in a whisper.
“Trying to cut his armor off. It is ruined anyway.”
Sulik nodded and moved to Cassidy’s other side, doing likewise as she, cutting through the seams of the armor with his other knife. She was thankful at this moment that Sulik was a good tribesman and warrior, always keeping his weapons in good shape. The blade was sharp enough to cut the seams without too much effort, and finally the were able to peel the sticky pieces of leather away from Cassidys body. She tried to concentrate on the task ahead, and not on the eerie silence out there and Marcus waiting in the shadows, preparing to be their shield.
Cutting away the shirt was easier, and she told Sulik to cut it into long stripes of cloth in the hopes of being able to somehow stop the bleeding. She finally found the wound, a tiny singed hole between the ribs of his left side. She tried to find another hole on his back, but the bullet had not come out again. He was bleeding awfully, but his breathing did not sound bubbling, nor had he red foam on his lips. His lungs were not pierced then, thank gods. If she could only stop the bleeding, they might be able to get him to a doctor. She tried to apply a pressure dressing by folding a piece of cloth several times together and pressing it on the wound, making Cassidy groan and herself wince with that sound. She told Vic to hold the packet into place and Sulik to hold his body up, all the while listening with one ear to the ongoings outside. There were none. “Do you think they want to make us believe they’re gone?” asked Vic in a whisper. She shook her head. “I don’t know.” She wrapped the bandages around Cassidy’s body as tightly as she dared. She probably had to hurt him still more, and she hated herself for it. But there was no other way. She had no kinds of painkillers, not even a disinfectant. She had some alcohol, but that, likewise as the med supplies, was in the car. And the car was outside, it could as well have been on the other side of the moon.
Sulik laid Cassidy down, and he groaned again. He still had not opened his eyes, his pulse was weak, his breathing shallow. She saw a red patch on the dressing, but it was small, and hardly spreading. Maybe there was hope after all. The next thing now was to get out of this cave alive. There still was no noise outside. She crept up to Marcus.
“Nothing”, he whispered. They stood there and discussed, but they dared not to attack. They know there’s a mutant, and they know that he’s got a minigun. What they don’t know is how much ammo I’ve got left and what about the others. They don’t have any more explosives, though, or the would’ve just hit. Heard them talk about it.”
”Any chance of making a break for it?”
The mutant shrugged. “Maybe, but only if we run like hell. Since we’re having a wounded who has to be carried….don’t think so.”
Luna bit her lip. If they were forced to stay in here for a few days, the would not have to worry about a wounded man any more. She said as much to Marcus, who nodded with a grim face.
“I get your point. But those bastards have hidden themselves, they might as well sit above the entrance again, waiting to drop a few bullets. We’re trapped, little one, good and proper. We can only wait for them to loose their nerves or make a mistake.”
“What would be the chances of a very fast and agile person to rush out there to the car, get away and go for help?”
Marcus slowly turned his head to look down at her. “If you were fast enough to dodge twenty bullets a second, and assuming they all had to reload the moment you have to stand still to get in the car and start it, well, you could make it.”
Luna sighed. “I thought as much. Any chance of them loosing their nerves?”
He shrugged. It’s hot out there, and I do not think they could sit there forever, and I doubt it very much that it is we they’re after.”
Luna blinked. “What is it, then, do you think?”
“The car.” Marcus said simply. “I heard them talk that they wanted to avoid any more exchange of fire not to damage the car.”
“The car, is it?” Luna bit her lip, thinking. “If it is the car they are after and not us, is there a way to negotiate? Or would they just kill us after we give it to them?”
“Chances are high that they’d do the latter. We’re quite well armed, and our equipment would bring quite a few bucks. Plus, they could sell you two tribals as slaves. I wouldn’t count on them holding on to terms of release.”
“I see.” She drew a breath. “Shoot the car, Marcus.”
“What?”
“Shoot the car. If it really is only the car they’re after, they will go, and if they want us then for recompense, they will have to attack, which gives us a chance of defeating them. Shoot the car.”
The mutant hesitated only for a few seconds, then pointed his minigun at the car and pulled the trigger. Pieces of metal flew through the air, and a door fell down, but the car did not explode. It was thoroughly to piece, nevertheless. A commotion above them indicated that they had upset the raiders besieging them, and Luna heard srcabbling and scraping sounds.
“They’re climbing down! Prepare for attack!”, she shouted. Sulik came running in an instant, Ripper in hand, and Vic followed closely, loading his desert eagle, fine pearls of sweat shining on his forehead.
“Don’t worry Vic, if they attack us, we’re gonna have the biggest advantage ever, because we have something that they completely lack.”
“What would that be?”, Vic asked nervously, licking his lips.
“Him”, said Luna with a dark grin, patting Marcus on the shoulder. “Give them a spanking, Marcus.”
Marcus grinned likewise and loaded his gun. Then he shouted in his darkest and deepest voice, which was quite impressively enhanced in the cavemouth: “Run, you fools! Flee!!”
Then he stepped out and started firing. She heard screams, and Sulik ran out to join the massacre. As soon as she puled out the smooth, white form of her H&K she saw that the bandits, although outnumbering them by two times, had no chance, some of them had not even a pistol, wielding only a spear. It took Luna and her boys only a few minutes to take them all out, with only slight casualties, a few cuts on Sulik, and a stray bullet had grazed Marcus’ shoulder.
When the dust had settled, and Luna came to breath again, hurting worse than before, she saw that her companions were grinning all like a cat with a canary feather sticking to his mouth.
“Come on, let’s get Cassidy. We can build a litter out of these spears and some cloth, it is only two days walk to Gecko.”
She went back into the cave and found Cassidy awake. He looked at her with glassy eyes, his jaws locked tightly together.
“Don’t move, old boy. We’re getting you out of here.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake…leave me alone.” His voice came rasping, and his skin was white and pasty.
“Come on, only make it through two days, we’ll take you to a doctor, you will be patched up in no time!” She tried not to sound worried, but Cassidy did not let himself be fooled.
“For Christ’s sake, girl, leave me. I don’t want to be jostled around like this…”he coughed, a sound that made Luna wince in sympathy. “Leave me.” He drew a rasping breath and let his head sink back again.
“No. Not a chance. You saved my life, and I am not letting you die.”
He opened one eye. “You know that…you don’t have…to say …” he stopped, out of breath, and closed the eye again. He was sweating, but by touching him Luna realized he was icecold all over.
He didn’t open his eyes as he spoke again, but his voice was oddly calm.
“This dying hurts me, friend. There’s a knife….couldn’t you speed me up? I’d really have it over with.”
Luna felt tears rising and swallowed a sob. “No. No, sorry, but I am not letting you die.” She tried to sound matter-of-factly, but she had to close her eyes for a second to hold back a tear. She failed, though.
She heard him shuffle and groan, and looked at him. Her vision was blurred, and as she cursed herself for her weakness, she felt his cold hand touch hers.
“Tears, girl? Tears for an old piece of scrap like me?”
”Stop talking nonsense. You’re my friend. You saved my life. I don’t want you to die!”
“Well…I…” He seemed embarrassed by her tears. “I am hurting like hell, though.”
“I know. But I have no painkillers, I’am sorry. I can only beg you to try not to die on me ‘till we get to Gecko. Please, Cas?”
”Well….since you ask me so …nice…” He groaned again, and Luna firmly took his hand in hers. “Promise me you won’t die on me. Promise!”
“Yeah, all right! Stop wailing! I promise.”
He closed his eyes and bit his jaws together, and Luna knew she had won. He would not just die on her, he would try to make it through.
She realized that it had gone quite dark in the little cave and turned around to see that the sun was going down, the fading light of dawn not being able to light up the cave any more. She looked up to the entrance when the others entered with the litter and patted Cassidy cautioulsy on the rump to be reassuring. He chuckled softly and irritated she turned around to see him grinning.
“Do that again, girl, and I might forget about the bullet for a while…”
She felt heat rising in her face, but still she felt relieved the same moment.
“Load him up, boys, he’s not going to die”, she said and left the cave to hide her embarrassment. But still she had to smile. No, he wasn’t going to die on her.
They would reach Gecko in two days, and good old Lenny would patch him up again.
Still, she looked once more at the ruined car and felt the loss of it, but there was no help.
“Let’s go boys.”
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Moonsinger 2005
Ok, so I think I am going to write the whole game in stories...but I have to write them as inspiration hits me, not in the correct timeline.
Comments are welcome, esp. on my english: my expression, grammar and punctuation.