My face turned red and my stomach churned itself as I skidded to my knees by his side.
"WHERE ARE YOU HURT!"
He didn't speak. He was out cold. I had less than a second to think. The blood was mostly on his sleeve so I pulled the long sleeve shirt up to his shoulder.
He had a long gash from his elbow to his wrist.
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La Bonita Dragon Fly
Mystery / ThrillerImagine stories told about a race horrible, child stealing monsters that only come out at night. Now imagine your best friends with one. The people outside aren't the ones we should fear. The Sin Alas aren't the bad guys, its the creatures hunting t...
