Many thanks to @a-shakespearean-in-paris for the tag. I’m touched. This is the latest excerpt from my Detroit: Become Human WIP Identify Yourself.
Connor reached a lonely stretch of road. There were no lamp posts, no cars, no cover to hide behind. All that remained was the glow of a pale blue light that lay near the gutter, flickering like a faulty bulb.
With a cautious glance over his shoulder, Connor approached the dwindling source of light: the beating of a feeble heart, a thirium pump damaged beyond repair. Trickles of blue blood oozed from a cobweb of cracks with each dogged pulse.
It did not take long for the thirium pump to bleed out. Drained of its sole source of energy, the biocomponent beat once, twice, and shut down, its faint light snuffed out like a guttered flame.
He gingerly stepped over it…
...and paused as the wind stilled and ushered in an oppressive silence that amplified the slightest of sounds: the soft rustling of leaves, footsteps crunching in the snow. His sensors had begun to detect traces of lead powder and thirium, their pungent scents growing stronger with each uncertain step.
He inched forward… and nearly stumbled over an unforeseen, lumpy obstacle. He knelt down to get a better look.
It was the corpse of a male android. Bullets had made short work of his winter jacket, reducing it to tattered rags. A shabby beanie covered tufts of blond hair. As for his body, there were several nasty gashes gouged across his left cheek and jawline, deep enough to expose the teeth underneath. Thin strips of plastic still hung from the lacerations like peeling skin and chunks of his torso had been torn away from the impact of being shot at point-blank range.
And, yeah, that’s where I’m at. None of my characters are having a good time. Sorry not sorry. The final sentence contains four words, so that’s how many I’m going to tag.
@windyfiend // @ld200 // @asunachinadoll ... AND @silenceindetroit since Damia is cool AF and I want a sneak peek. Gimme.