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Deadbolts Ch. 3

Chapter Three

Light. That was the first thing he noticed. A warm, soft yellow light, muted behind his eyelids. He wanted to open them, but he was too weak and they felt swollen shut. He didn't know where he was, or what was happening. His mind floated in a cloud of haze and fog, and he couldn't make it work.

There were sounds—faraway, muffled sounds. The sensation of being shaken gently. After a few seconds, he realized the sounds were voices. He could hardly make them out.

"Do you think he's a Deadbolt?" somebody said. It sounded so muted, the person must've been talking into a wad of fabric or something. He could only just make out

Deadbolts Ch. 2

Chapter Two

Lance was out of his sleeping bag in an instant. They scooped up their things and fled toward the cliff.

The older boy cursed. "I knew we shouldn't be out in the open like this!"

"Then why didn't you say anything?" Casey puffed behind him.

"I just…I didn't think they'd actually…" He abandoned his sentence and focused on running. Suddenly he skidded to a halt. "Change of plans. We're crossing the river tonight."

"What?" Surely Casey hadn't heard him right.

"We've got to. They won't come after us down there."

Casey broke out in a nervous sweat. "Are you sure we can?"

"Doesn't matter if we can," Lance answered, his

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Time and Wasted Bulletsby ~Iabri71

Traditional Art / Drawings / People

I guess I imagined them myself
When no one was looking
And even though the words came from my pen
As yet, I haven't the meaning

Vex me not in truth or lie
By cross or fish or dove
Someone's keeping secrets here
And it feels like an inside job

Maybe if I tried just a little bit harder
Oh, time and wasted bullets
Oh, we tried
Maybe if I could escape through one more night
I would then feel at home

_{~Children 18:3 [link]

last drawing for now, I promise. I've just literally had nothing else to do for the past three days.

Casey and Jade (c) me}