Now that the fight was truly over, he felt exhausted…weak. Never in his life had he run so faced down so many or raised a fist against another. What would his mother say? He shrugged fatalistically and put it out of his mind. He had more important things to worry about now than what his mother might or might not approve of. And the first thing, he decided, was to wake the girl and get out of there as fast as they could. He wouldn’t put it past the creatures that had been here to come back in greater numbers.
Reaching down he started patting her face, touching her temples, and trying to remove the iron collar around her neck.
“Hey, wake up!” he growled finally. “We need to get out of here. Wake up!”
Written by Snore23 on 12-06-2017 and this page is yet to be reviewed