Heads I Win Tails You Lose
Run for your life
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Thanks,
Cinny
Chapter 1
A bead of sweat ran down her brow, tracing the contours of her face hanging briefly at her jaw before dropping to her yellow stretchy jersey blouse. Under that she had on a white t-shit and sports bra. Finishing up the outfit was basic black jogging pants and zip up hoodie. So what happened to shorts, a ratty t-shirt, and hoodie that she used to throw on to go for a run? When she went to the store for something to wear the sales woman had seen a sucker coming. And JJ not only ended up buying expensive gear she didn't need she also bought the latest styles. The only decent thing she got was the running shoes. She knew what she needed and no matter what the sales people said she got the right ones on her own.
The initial burning in her muscles was starting to fade. And her breathing although it was labored, was in rhythm. She ran through the gate at the park and down the lane that led to a clearance that framed a pond. Mallard ducks floated on the surface seemingly effortlessly. JJ was well aware of what was going on just below the surface. It was the same with her at the moment. She looked like she was out on a typical run but just below the surface her brain was working furiously.
She jogged down a flight of cement stairs, resisting the urge to grab the railing. She wasn't out of shape, quite the opposite, but it had been years since she ran this fast and this far. Her balance wasn't the same either. She would have done these two at a time five years ago, but now, her feet barley making contact with the steps, she still touched each one. She turned to her left circling the pond. This mile track offered a varying terrain of steep hills, flat surfaces and gradual declines. JJ went in the direction that afforded her the best work out, straining her muscles to their max. She was about half way through when she noticed one of the ducks had a brightly colored piece of material in its bill. She half passed it off as garbage but as her foot hit the bridge that crossed the run off from the pond- a concrete slab with reinforcement rods sticking out of it acted as a filter for debris, JJ caught a glimpse of brown seaweed, or at least that is what it reminded her of, floating on the surface of the pond. She was about to ignore it when the "seaweed" looking stuff rolled in the water and a woman's head popped to the surface and pressed against the reinforcement rods. The thing that made JJ scream was not the fact that she just seen a dead body, she had seen many in her days. The fact that made her scream was this particular corpse was missing two vital elements, a body and a face.