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Say hello to the night,
Lost in the shadows,
Say hello to the night,
Lost in the loneliness.
The person standing in front of Chris in the rainy, muddy place was Stephanie. Chris began to take in more of his surroundings. He finally noticed that the muddy area where he was, was fenced in. He took into account what he was wearing. Camouflage pants, and no shirt. That at least explained the whip hurting so much.
Stephanie had on a very similar outfit. She was wearing camouflage pants as well, with a dark gray sweatshirt. She was running the whip over her hands gently. She seemed to be contemplating something. Chris suddenly felt tired. He could still feel the blood pouring down his back.
"Now, Chris, why are you closing up like this? You know that never helps anyone." Stephanie said. Chris said nothing, and let his head hang. Stephanie waited for a few more seconds.
"Fine, have it your way. Hold his arms out to his sides and clear his back." She ordered, and walked around behind him. Chris was trying to wake up his senses so that he could try and get away before she could hit him with the whip. He was so confused as to what the heck was going on………All he knew was that he did not want to be hit with that whip, which at this point, was beginning to seem kind of inevitable……… He heard Stephanie bring the whip back to get ready to hit him, and squeezed his eyes shut, getting ready to brace the pain. He heard a clap of thunder, and he opened his eyes.
He was lying on his bed, with the covers piled on top of him. Stephanie was sitting next to him. She was stroking his hair, which was bathed in sweat. He opened and closed his eyes a few times, trying to figure out what exactly was causing the uncomfortable pain in his back. He reached an arm behind him to rub his back momentarily. When he brought his hand back in front of him, he wasn't entirely surprised with what he saw.
His fingers were covered in blood.
Stephanie gasped at the sight of blood on his hand. Shawn, Hunter, Molly, and Dave all crowded around to see what had happened. They saw the blood on his hand. The covers were removed to find a red stain on the white sheet underneath him that seemed to be growing. Everything began to move in slow motion for Chris.
He felt himself being picked up and moved, but he had no energy to call out and struggle against it. His mind seemed to be swimming. Everything began to fade in and out of the muddy scene to his house. He felt the ship cracking against his skin, and the spikes on the end digging into his back. He felt them being ripped back out and the process being repeated. He cried out and began to try and struggle against the people holding him.
"What's wrong with him??" Stephanie screamed. Shawn, Hunter and Dave all tried to hold him down.
"I don't know, but I think that we need to get him to the hospital, and fast!" Shawn growled. Shawn watched as a scratch appeared on Chris' arm, and began to bleed. "What the fuck?" he thought. But now wasn't the time for thoughts like that. They needed to get Chris to the hospital.
They needed to figure out what was wrong…………
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Sorry it was short, my mind is locking up on me right now. Please review, and check out Someday!
