Voices shouted, calling to each other.
Leave me alone, please.
Something hard was sticking in my back. I tried to curl away from it and screamed, my chest a wall of agony.
Not doing that again. Just curl up and make it go away.
The voices were above me now, coming for me. The hard acrid smell of rubber. One eye seemed to be working. It stung but came open and yes there was knobbly rubber, a tyre.
"Don't move, you stupid cow," ordered my inner bitch and for once I agreed. My eye slid shut and I put my fingers in my mouth, sucking at them.
Holding on, holding onto myself, Mum.
A dog barked. I opened my good eye and there was blue sky and something big and dark, another tyre, wires and broken glass
Just holding on.
The voices were all around me now. Metal groaned under me, banging, clanging and rocking.
Leave me alone I'm holding onto myself.
Strong hands turned me over and I screamed in a world of pain. The hands lifted me, till my head hung down and I was staring up into a palm tree, at a black and white monkey chattering at me. The monkey faded away, the colours disappearing into the grey palm tree. And then nothing. The tree was gone and I was gone with it.
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Lotus Blood
Viễn tưởngNam's life stinks. She loathes having to live in baking hot Thailand where she hates the food and can't speak the lingo. Now her boyfriend back in England has dumped her and she has no idea that the Mara, the Buddhist devil, wants her for his blood...
