Pavel. Street. Sun. Walking. Warm. Crossing. Stopping. Cars. Glinting. Metal. Gunshots. Pavel. Scared. Running. Chased. Hunted. Gunman. Unfamiliar. Pavel. Church. Hiding. Quiet. Listening. Footsteps. Pavel. Crawling. Pews. Lectern. Looking. Seeing. Gunman. Gunshots. Pavel. Confused. Dying. Dead. Tweet
I woke up from a dream about my old house, and it took me a moment to remember where I was. The abandoned church. We had decided to spend the night here, and I had taken first watch, which meant I got to sleep last.
The frog sat on the side of the road and looked over at the river. If there was a break in traffic he could make it across easily. If there was a break… The frog waited, but the steady stream of cars and trucks continued
-Two police officers were attacked by a crowd of 30 people in the town centre, only a minute’s walk from the flat I was living in at the time. I remained unaware of this incident until two days later, when I saw two tv reporters
[redacted] looked around the room at the group of men he had assembled. The group had been put together on pretty short notice, which meant that they weren’t ones he would prefer to be working with. In this business, the real pros always take their
I thought about chopping up the huts for firewood, but it’s the middle of summer so we don’t really need fires. Also I don’t have an axe. I could try gouging at the wood with a spoon but that would probably take too long. Anyway