E/O Challenge
Word: Drag
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I own nothing – it all belongs to Kripke, but I sure do like playing with his toys!
No Option by Impaladreams
"Just leave me here, you go for help. Please…you can't carry me with that shoulder and I can't walk. Build up the fire, load the gun, I'll be fine."
His ashen face, thin sheen of sweat and glazed eyes told another tale filled with fever and pain.
"Dude, it's not gonna happen, I'm not leaving you here. If I can't carry you, then I'll just have to drag you. Whatever, happens we're both getting out of here, tonight."
He eased down beside his brother.
"Just put my shoulder back in, I'll strap up your leg, then we're out of here!"
Ends