On second thought
Author's Note: Ughh! I just realized how horrible that layout is for those last two chapters! Please review!
The week had gone by in a flash. Sands remembers only a lot of sleeping. However, the next week had crept around and he woke with a very hungry stomach.
"Ughhh" he groaned. There was a knock on the door.
"Come in" What, he thought, was a not going to open the door or something? I can't even fucking see.
"Hello there, Agent Sands" Oh hell, it was the bitch doctor. He couldn't remember her name. He didn't answer.
"It's Carmen" It wasn't the bitch doctor after all. "I've been sent by the CIA to be your new aid.
"I don't need an aid. I was by myself blind and I didn't need an aid then. Why now?" Sands said. He was slightly annoyed that now they had sent him an aid, and that the aid was female.
"I don't know, but it's my job and I intend to do it," she said. OK, so we got ourselves a persevered person, Sands thought.
"You ready to take those bandages off?" she asked.
"Ready when you are" Sands couldn't believe it. Half of him was saying it was impossible, but the other half had hope. Although he had earned himself a nickname as the "Blind Shooter" he wanted to see again. He didn't know how bad he wanted it until it was gone from him.
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Well, what do you think?
Next Chapter: Sands Unveiled
Author's Note: Ughh! I just realized how horrible that layout is for those last two chapters! Please review!
The week had gone by in a flash. Sands remembers only a lot of sleeping. However, the next week had crept around and he woke with a very hungry stomach.
"Ughhh" he groaned. There was a knock on the door.
"Come in" What, he thought, was a not going to open the door or something? I can't even fucking see.
"Hello there, Agent Sands" Oh hell, it was the bitch doctor. He couldn't remember her name. He didn't answer.
"It's Carmen" It wasn't the bitch doctor after all. "I've been sent by the CIA to be your new aid.
"I don't need an aid. I was by myself blind and I didn't need an aid then. Why now?" Sands said. He was slightly annoyed that now they had sent him an aid, and that the aid was female.
"I don't know, but it's my job and I intend to do it," she said. OK, so we got ourselves a persevered person, Sands thought.
"You ready to take those bandages off?" she asked.
"Ready when you are" Sands couldn't believe it. Half of him was saying it was impossible, but the other half had hope. Although he had earned himself a nickname as the "Blind Shooter" he wanted to see again. He didn't know how bad he wanted it until it was gone from him.
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Well, what do you think?
Next Chapter: Sands Unveiled