It's a dark stormy night might be a cliché in story-telling, but it's also stark reality now: the patter of heavy rain and the crack of thunder rousing you to conscience
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The hero business is a job. And, like any job, it often requires a commute. Annabelle Newfield is used to never staying in one place for long, and she's seen things that are weirder than most people are capable of imagining, but this.....this is new.
The sight of the blood on the windshield prompts a stream of cursing as she unbuckles the seatbelt. Please, please let her not have killed someone.
Getting out of the car into the rain gets a bit of effort: the doors are not jammed, but the driver's door needs to be firmly pushed up and out, before she can climb from the car, and the wet ground outside does not help much.
A flash of thunder reveals the skid marks on the road, and a prone body, a few dozen yards behind.
Mud, then asphalt, the road seems quite empty this late at night.
Hmm, the pool of blood and gray matter, and the odd shape of the head, suggest that indeed, we have a fatality. Head smashed, by the windshield or by an impact into the blacktop, it's anyone's guess.
The body seems to be of a young adult, male, and is wearing sneakers, sweatpants and a long sleeve t-shirt.
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The sight of the blood on the windshield prompts a stream of cursing as she unbuckles the seatbelt. Please, please let her not have killed someone.
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A flash of thunder reveals the skid marks on the road, and a prone body, a few dozen yards behind.
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She un-holsters a pistol, and moves through the squelching mud to check on the body. They might not be dead, after all.
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Hmm, the pool of blood and gray matter, and the odd shape of the head, suggest that indeed, we have a fatality. Head smashed, by the windshield or by an impact into the blacktop, it's anyone's guess.
The body seems to be of a young adult, male, and is wearing sneakers, sweatpants and a long sleeve t-shirt.
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