"I would make hell of a scary ghost. But I guess I just have to avoid dying then, don't I?" He stood up, brushing bark chips off his knuckles.
“maybe true”
He sucked a splinter out of his knuckles, shaking his head. He shifted on the spot, rubbing his side and glaring at Josh.
"Let's just go..."
"Let's just go..."
Josh nods“ok”
He stalked away silently, trying not to think about anything. He was going to kill Shawn, even if it was the last thing he ever did.
But what if he did die?
No. He wasn't gonna die. He had survived this long.
But what if he did die?
No. He wasn't gonna die. He had survived this long.
Josh follows,and so does Beyond,its funny,Beyond to us is like a forgotten memory
(Lol)
Shane stopped eventually, panting hard and leaning against a tree, closing his eyes.
Shane stopped eventually, panting hard and leaning against a tree, closing his eyes.
Josh tilts his head,wondering whats up with him.And why we stopped,both obvious questions.
He rubbed his side, sighing and looking up.
"More then likely they will try to hunt you down more in the day,when you can actually see,is there really time for stops?"
"No, you're right," he sighed, gritting his teeth and forcing himself up again. "We've gotta find somewhere to hide, though..."
"Like where,i dont see anywhere,just trees."
"I'll make it work." He looked up at a tree, then scrambled up it like a squirrel. A wounded squirrel, but a squirrel nonetheless.
Josh looks for another tree,and he tries to climb up it,he falls,typical for him.
Beyond waits for Josh to get in a tree,as to make sure he wont run.
Beyond waits for Josh to get in a tree,as to make sure he wont run.
"Need help with that?" he asked, looking down at Josh the Fail.
(good name) Josh looks up at him from the ground "I'll get it eventually" It takes him another try,and another fall,but he gets into his tree.
Beyond follows into another tree.
Beyond follows into another tree.
Shane watched his painful progress as he climbed the tree, then stretched out on his branch and tried to relax.
Josh just sits in his tree.
He lifted his shirt to inspect his gunshot wound, revealing just how painfully skinny he was. Each rib was clearly outlined under his pale skin, and now they were heaving up and down as his breathing quickened as he felt his wound gently with a fingertip.
Josh watches you,do that.
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