Chapter 4: Helpful Insanity
“Hello?” Sakura called out uncertainly. It didn’t look like a branch broken by the wind. Was it a large dog? A person? How had it even gotten under the tree without her seeing it cross the yard?
When the mound remained motionless, she crept forward. As she neared, she realized it was a person, crumpled up as if in pain. Her usual caution forgotten, she dropped her umbrella and darted to his side.
“Hello, are you okay?” He groaned in response as she shook his shoulder. A warm wetness coated the tips of her fingers as she pulled away her hand. In the low light, something darkened her hand. Blood? Multiple tears littered his shirt, the pale skin underneath marred with wounds.
“Wait here. I’ll call for help.”
She stood to run into the house, but he grabbed her
