taking a break
Hey everyone,
Sorry, but I’m going to need to take a break for a while. I’ve got some real-life things that I need to do. I should be back in a couple of weeks. Thanks.
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Puddle Driver: Chapter 26
Written and read by ApocD.
A shadow glided up Market Street, dancing off the abandoned cars as it moved toward Streis. Debris flew around on the street as the giant wings flapped up and down. People stared up into the sky with wide eyes.
Blue scales covered the dragon’s skin. Fire seeped from its nostrils as it drew breath and then blew rivers of fire onto the streets. People ran and screamed as the fire devoured their bodies.
Streis looked to Reed and then down the street, where he saw two people fighting just meters away. A man with facial piercings and a woman in a red Stanford sweatshirt were rolling on the sidewalk, tearing at each others’ eyes. He turned to Reed again and saw that Reed’s eyes were closed, saw that he was focusing on something. The dragon continued toward them.
Puddle Driver: Chapter 25
Written and read by ApocD.
The man was Asian, probably Japanese, but Streis wasn’t sure. There were bruises on his face. His eyes were gone; they had been ripped out. Blood covered his hands and most of the top of his white jumpsuit. It looked like a suicide.
Streis felt sick to his stomach. He turned away and knelt. He took deep breaths, stared down the empty hallway, and felt better.
He stood and without looking at the man’s injuries, he pulled the body out into the hallway. He stepped over it and entered his apartment. He closed the door behind him and turned on the lights. There were blood stains on the carpet near the door; he went into the bathroom, picked up a towel off the sink, and used it to cover the blood. Streis looked up at the phantom, which was floating near the door.
“Did you kill him?”
