The Red Hair Land

Ch7: You May

His body still on the bed, still right there, usually it's one of those times when he can't help but stay there, silent, comfortable, effortlessly pleased, and eventually every part of his body will hurt, and the rest is nothing but a history with bones feel like cracking, a repetitive reminder of how important moving is

As a quick check, his hands roamed his body, then, specifically, touched the middle of his chest, where Dallas shot him, moving his shirt to look in, he found nothing

No blood, not even a scar, or a bandage ...

He stared at the bedroom's door, right there open, no one passing by

Immediately, heavy sensation slammed his head as he sat, then stood, fast steps could be felt by the ground with them directed at the door

Soon after, a quick slam could be heard as the door got closed, with silence after

He looked at his side, wide-eyed in wariness, sticking his back on the door, to prevent anything in

And indeed as expected, steps out there, near the room, befriended by a singing voice ... humming, more likely to be both

Caleb stayed in his place, not moving an inch, he could feel that corpse right behind him

Then it got closer, then closer ...

" .... My dear, why are you here? " the gentle voice of a woman spoke to him, now thinking of it, among the corpses was a woman, just one

" ........ " it was so comforting that it made him repulsed

" .... Why do you keep hiding there? "

" I'm not " in himself he answered, clenching his fists, looking down, there was a difference between being a coward and not being a full-time reckless man

At least he's trying to know what to do in what he's gotten into

At least he was thinking, despite this, even he knows that's so basical for everyone around him

" Don't be shy " he could hear her tapping on the door, right on top of his head, " you were destined for this "

" ... Am I? "

" I would hope so "

Ridiculous

" After all ... you can finally come out "

Don't ...

His jaw clenched, tightly closing his eyes, just as tight as his teeth gritted, pushing harder against the door as his hand went up, going through his hair, then pulls on it

He could imagine mouths speaking, lips twisting in anger or sadness as it moved with unheard words

" Never ... " all what he could say right now, " never "

Also, the hell is wrong with that woman?

How could she-

In the middle of his thoughts, behind him once again, a slam on the ground from a body falling

She collapsed