Something new.

Leaving.

•200 wrds ya sick fuk•

Danny had woke up to a man grunting in pain as he picked his skin off it peeled and cracked as if it were the moon.
He grunted in pain and winced once her reached his eyes and lips.
She began to become curious to as who it was and peered behind the blanket to see it was frank.
Frustrated frank slammed his fist down and tugged on his hair he began to cry in anger, a few minutes later danny began to feel guilty since she couldn't help.
He got up and carefully closed the door surely not to wake her up.

She had been up for twenty minutes after he had left her since then She heard voices across the narrow hall. "Its getting worse." A voice that sounded as if it belonged to frack hissed. "Patience. It will be not long before we can leave." Gerard's voice spoke.

Curiosity consumed her were they talking about franks condition? She thought as She slithered behind the stubby door listening to the hushed conversation, She had heard the men shuffling then a muffled voice spoke again "we must attempt to kill the spare." Confused and frightened She turned away and shuffled back to the bed and act as if She was sleeping thinking about the hell they were talking about kill who? where are they leaving to, why are they leaving, who's the spare???

She heard a creaking noise and froze in the blankets, shuffling feet and the bed dip with supposedly franks weight.

He lifted her up and grabbed a nearby bag and walked down the stairs outside the little dining and living room area to where She heard a vans engine raise to life with a sputter, frank opened the back with a grunt  since he was trying to get in while She was in his arms.

He shuffled again then he pressed his chin against the top of her head that was resting against his cold chest.

Then they left into the obis of the night.