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“Holy crap, Reagan!” I heard Ace say. I was conscious but in so much pain. I felt weak and it was hard to say anything. Now he was kneeling on the ground trying to wake me up. My eyes felt like they weighed one hundred pounds each but I managed to open them a bit to let him know I was okay. “What’s wrong Reagan?”
“Eeh.” It’s all that I could get to escape out of me.
“Crap. I have to get everyone back down here.” My vision was blurry but I could still make out what he was doing. He sat by me and reached in his pocket for his phone to text someone. “I’m so sorry. I hate myself. I should’ve just told you. Ugh. We’d never have been in this mess if I just said it. We could’ve taken the other way. I’m so fucking stupid.” I couldn’t make out his facial expression, but if it matched his tone of voice, he would’ve been worried. He picked me up and held me like a groom does to a bride once they’ve married. Except my head was slung over and to heavy for me to keep up, and of course we hadn’t just married. He carried me over back to 216. Once we got there he sat on the floor and placed me so that my head was elevated with his lap.
“I-i-it’s o-o-kay.” I managed to say. My voice was frail and shaky. I wouldn’t be surprised if he asked me to repeat what I had said. “I-it’s not your fa-fualt.”
“How’re you feeling?”
“Why’s it s-so cold?”
“It’s not. I should’ve never let you try that.”
“That thing would’ve eaten us if we hadn’t.” And then Henderson, Bari, Scott, Parker, and Dotty came running back in.”
“What the hell man!” Parker yelled.
“I-it wasn’t his fa-fault.”
“What happened?” Henderson asked, keeping composure.
“She was walking alone, and then I offered to walk with her because I had seen some things in the tunnels earlier. We were half way to being from where I got in when the same creature I saw earlier attacked us. I tried fighting it off but this time it didn’t work, so she suggested giving me some of her energy power. You know so that my hits would hit harder and we could get rid of the thing. I think she gave away to much power or something because after I hit, she collapsed onto the floor.”
“What did the thing look like?” Henderson sounded as if he was trying to get down to the bottom of things.
“They were tall and slimy with grey webbed skin. They also had fangs.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard of those. Scott do you mind helping her.”
“I’m on it.” He began to place his hands over me, which I will admit was kind of awkward, but if it was going to get me up and moving, I’d have to deal with it. I felt a surge of health flow back into my body. I slowly got up; I was still hurting, but definitely in a better state. “Feeling better?”
“So much better. Thank you.” I gave him a quick hug and tried to make an escape. If there was one thing I really hated, it would have to be when people wouldn’t let me have a little bit of space. I was sure that after something like this, I was going to be pestered with questions.
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Curiosity Can Kill
JugendliteraturReagan Marie Dalton is curious. Why does her mom leave at the crack of dawn and come back late at night? Where does she go? What does she do? After a very tragic event she slowly uncovers who her mom was and what she did. But is it worth risking her...
