Them Before Us
- LETTURE 85
- Voti 7
- Parti 7
"I promise I won't shank you with my pocket knife"
The boy didn't budge or break eye contact. Begrudgingly, Spencer let out a heavy sigh and gave up the small knife. The boy scanned her once more for weapons and once satisfied finally lower his. He looked down at the girl's face, besides one cut on her cheek which was most likely gained from their fight with the undead, she didn't have a scratch on her, unusual for someone on the road.
The boy opened the girl's pocket knife swiftly to inspect it. It was as dull as a butter knife and no doubt difficult to fight with. Someone with more experience wouldn't carry such a weapon. She wasn't a fighter. He took his attention off the knife, once again focusing on the girl behind it as he handed it back to her.
She pursed her lips and shot the boy a skeptical look.
"Who are you?"
Started - Jan 2022
Ended - tbd
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