31 ~ Damage
“David!? What’s happening!? David!” Deirdre looks around wildly, looking for anyone who can help. David lies on the ground unconscious, pale and hardly breathing. He looks like he’s dying. He probably is. “No, no, no, no, no…don’t do this to me! I already have so much trauma, please don’t add k*lling you to the list! I don’t want to be like him! Oh, god—HELP!” She cries, feeling so scared as she sees nobody around. The place is isolated and looks like it doesn’t get many visitors at this time of the day. “Please, somebody—help us!” What’s the emergency number to call here in Italy for situations like this!? She can’t even unlock her phone to google it because of how much her hands are trembling. By some sort of miracle, Deirdre hears the faint sound of a car coming in their direction.
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