Franco is writhing in pain in the ground. I am running away with his beautiful gun. I need to find where did they take Norman. I need to find Ian. I need to learn how to maneuver the car. I need to find a temporary safe place for us.
Norman is alive.
Norman is alive.
I run fast around the street to hide with bloods on my shirt and hand. My hands still shaking from what I just did. I remember to breathe and calm myself but my body does not.
I hide into houses and small corners, try to read the streets for clues, try to find where they took Norman but my body and mind is too weak at the moment, too distracted, my breathing is broken to process right now. I feel horrible. It’s insanity in my mind. I can’t make sense of it and Norman could be dying in his blood right now. They could’ve put
