Darlin' stood up. It was the middle of the night and the sounds of the sleeping Lodging House surrounded her. She felt a warm breeze against her bare legs that stirred the ends of the long shirt she wore as a nightgown. When she looked down she let out a small breath and suddenly she felt the warm river of blood running down her leg. She made her way to Spot's room and called his name. He lay still and she went to shake him violently, tears pouring from her eyes. Why was he so slow to wake up? She continued to shake him as he sat up slowly. If he didn't hurry she was going to die just like...

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There you go. I haven't written a fic in awhile...in fact I haven't finished my old one. I don't know...well I might be taking applicants in this fic if anyone is interested just mention it in your review which I'm sure your about to go post now!! Thanks

Darlin'