What?

2.9K 69 5
                                    

Angel's POV: I slowly open my eyes, to the blistering red all around me. I feel pain electrocute me throughout my body, the light shade of my blood staining my skin. I don't have the strength  to lift up my head, but I feel something odd on my rigid skin. I turn my head slightly to the left and seen a torn, bloody, red, overcoat. It looks- is this ALASTOR'S???? I ignored my muscles almost giving up as I sat upward. I feel a paper scratching me with it's sharp edges. I forcefully move my weak, blood-covered arm. I search the ripped gift for that little annoyance, scared yet curious on what it says. I finally feel my fingers grip a note. It has blood on all corners, in so many shades. How many people did he kill? I open it up to a disturbing and worrying message. My heart-dropped, I feel tears coming back as I must hurry. My weak legs can barely stand, as when I put a foot forward, I fall flat. Pain is blocking me, I must make through.

You know I love a sweet cliff-hanger~ Bye peeps! Sorry was a little short. 198 Words.

Spider Dance A RadioDust StoryWhere stories live. Discover now