Wrapped In Me
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…With a callous smile Winthrop releases his grip on the rope and lets Fiona and Emmett tumble perilously to their ill-fated deaths. With a fevered glance he turns back to Claire, who stares at him with tears filled eyes. His lower lip trembles and a sea of sweat pours from his now drenched brow. “W-W-Why?”…
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…“You’re Cassandra’s son, aren’t you?” Sal slurs with a quivering smile cascading across his sweat ridden lips. “Y-Y-You knew my mother?” Sal laughs boisterously, slapping Simon on the shoulder with an heavy open palm. “Everyone once your mother son , EVERYONE!” “D-D-Did you know my f-father, B-Bob Shepard?” The smile fades quickly from his lips,…
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…“A-A-ARE YOU I-INSANE? I-I-I, I WAS A-ACQUITTED OF A-A-ANY WRONGDOINGS! I-I-I, I WAS F-FOUND INNOCENT! T-T-T-THIS ISN’T SOME KIND OF B-GRADE MOVIE DETECTIVE, THIS IS REAL LIFE, AND IN REAL L-L-LIFE YOU ARE N-NOT T-T-THE HERO!” he screams through teeth bloody and broken, as he scrambles clumsily through the snow laden forest. “In the game…
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….As the dust settles Polly releases her hold on Julian’s now silent form and stumbles awkwardly to her feet. With distracted eyes she looks out across the carnage, spying several small fires burning carelessly from place to place, while the bodies of her fellow adventures scatter the foreign landscape like candy sprinkles on a cupcake.…
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…The sky cracks open as a bolt of thunder tears through the endless boundaries of what is and is not, thrusting itself into the dry earth with devastating force. Claude looks over towards the hills that stand off in the distance, letting out a stuttered sigh as another bolt launches itself from the sky and…
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…“You don’t have any real control over what’s taking place, so why don’t you just sit back and enjoy the ride like everyone else has? Fighting is so outdated and overdone in the movies these day, real life don’t have time for that kind of overdramatic symphonies!” Scooter spits through teeth clenched as a grimace…
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…Duncan crouches tightly into the corner of the cupboard and gently sucks in stuttered breath after stuttered breath, while staring through the dozen or so vents that cut their way through the door frame before him and into the quiet room beyond. A scattering of random tears gently ease their way from his dry eyes,…
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…Danny drops to his knees and lets out a stuttered breath before casting a wayward glance over to where Victoria’s motionless body lies, while a sea of red grows beneath. “She’s not going to make some kind of Machiavellian resurrection, if that’s what you’re hoping,” Sydney sneers through blackened lips. “You have NO right!” he…
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…The snow sucks up the red liquid with a vigour that only a dehydrated child could show, soaking every drop until it is all but gone, and then silence returns to the frozen landscape once more. Dullcox allows his eyes to open as weak staggered breath escapes his cold lips, while his eyes contract as…











