Dec 21, 2013
Sickness
Ambedo stumbled along the alley way. He let out a weak grunt, breathing heavily in pants. He was sweating, never feeling so warm before, despite how cool and nice it was in the outside air. He slumped, feeling dizzy, and he was seeing figures moving in the shadows, their eyes gleaming, despite the fact he was alone.
He slumped down to the ground, tugging at his shirt, hair shoved back from his face, before the rough coughs began, his body aching all over at the rough things, before the noticed the speck of blood in his hand. He suppressed a violent shudder, dialing in his phone quickly, and listened to it ring.
"Hey.. I-I need help.. Please.." He rasped out, shivering.