Part 11

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I was stumbling and limping through the woods trying to find my way back to the city. It seemed like I was walking for hours then finally began to see the lights from the city, I tripped on a huge root and I screamed. I got dirt in my wound it was already starting to get infected. I could feel my leg throbbing in my hip

The sky lit up with lightning and the thunder rolled in from the distance I could hear the rain begin to splatter in the ground. The temperature dropped I tried to stand up but I stumbled the rain got harder. I finally managed to pull myself to my feet, and limp a few feet more before I rested on a tree. The rain has picked up; it looked like a curtain pouring down in front of me. It kept getting colder you could see my breath, I began to shiver.

"I need to find a place to stay" I said to myself, I thought for a minute my mind came to the place where is always go when I have flash backs or nightmares. I walked longer with fewer breaks my leg was throbbing worse than it ever has it was still bleeding and I kept getting light headed. I couldn't let myself black out so I pushed harder then I heard cars honking and rushing by my heart jumped I was near the city.

I walked from the brush and say the city. I was in South Bronx. I limped along the battered and crumbling buildings. Some guy walked up to me

"Hey cutie" he said grabbing my arm

"Let go of me or you will be sorry" I growled at him

"Don't be so feisty baby just give daddy some love" he chimed I turned around and looked at him

"Listen shit bag I am a cop if you don't leave me alone you will get arrested" I told him through my teeth

"You're not a cop you're a druggy look at the trails on your arms and in your neck, a little desperate can't get enough fix baby cakes" he said I got angry

"I'm not a druggy I'm a detective" I said to him covering my neck

"You must be high off your ass sure you can be my detective baby" he said leaning into kiss me I kicked him in the genitals and ran off.

I have been wandering around New York looking at the streets and I finally found a payphone and called Elliot, he picked up

"Elliot please help me" I coughed into the phone and hung up. I started walking again and finally found what I was looking for, it west 42nd street. I walked down the dimly lit street until I got to the house I was looking for I stood in front of it, looking at it with fear

"This is where everything happened and I come here to find comfort" I cried to myself and looked around to find maybe a broken window or a split in the foundation where I could duck into. I went to the back and the door was open and went in. everything was dark and it smelled of mildew and rotting wood. I didn't care I was tired I went to the room where it all happened and laid down on the dusty floor.

My chest felt as a knife went through it I grasped it, I was fading in and out of consciousness

"This is how I am going to die I'm so sorry guys" managed to escape my lips before everything went black


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