Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 26Part 26
Sweet Jesus, what have I done to him?
Nathan was quiet, his forehead throbbing from how tightly his brows were knotted. He waited a moment while Scott cried, then leaned forward between the front seats so he could look at him directly. "Hey." He waited for his coworker to look up. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked. I... didn't realize just how bad it was for you..."
But Scott shook his head. "No," he said, calming some, wiping his eyes again on his sleeve. "No, it's alright. It probably would've been worse if kept in in." He still shook. "Just... if Enya asks, can you explain? I don't want to have try and tell it to her. I don't think I can."
Nathan nodded solemnly. "Okay." He drew a deep breath. "Why don't we go inside? Maybe we can get something for your wrists, at least."
There was another moment of silence between them, but they soon left the car and walked inside the bookshop. Scott stayed behind Nathan, looking at the ground, and the writer had to slow his
Echoes - Episode 1: Pilot
Episode 1: Pilot
The Voodoo Queen: a bar and one of the few safe havens outside of the walls of New Detrick. The monsters may have appeared decades ago, destroying most of the cities and devastating the landscape of the Earth, but mankind was recovering. Some places fared better than others, becoming Economic Zones where society moved on, crippled but not destroyed by the apocalypse. Other places, like the city that surround the fort-turned-establishment, were left in nothing but ruins. Detrick itself only survived because it was a military base and readily defensible. It became a bastion of hope for the city's remaining citizens. Still, some weren't allowed within the fort's protective barriers. These foreigners, called Outlanders, were looked at with a fearful eye: what if they were monsters themselves? What if they destroyed what was left of the city? Shunned, the only places they had for sanctuary were the small, outlying establishments that were willing to offer shelter. Th
Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 23Part 23
The more I hold off telling him, the harder this will be. Probably best to tell him now than drag it out further...
A reporter that may or may not try to report on what he learns. Nathan rubbed his hand across his face. "May as well tell him. And emphasize that he's not to tell anyone else. I think it would be much harder to try to dance around the subject, and for all we know, the break-in might have been Sin related." He frowned. "We've already established that associating with me makes you a prime target for their antics."
"Wonder how I've dodged that bullet," Enya mumbled, then put the phone to her ear again. "Still there? Okay, just hang tight, Scott. I'll be over in a few minutes." She hung up and slipped the phone into her back pocket while she started towards the door to get her coat. Nathan followed after.
"I'll ride with you," he said. "I can at least start getting him up to speed on the way back. With luck, he won't think I've gone completely insane."