James Turnbow
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Appearances Over Time
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He was whispering to himself now.
Cobwebs tickled my ears as I curled up under the makeshift bed.
I could hear Johnny sniffing around the shelter, as if my socks were the only lifeline tying him to earth.
I hoped the bastard was bleeding.
The man tripped, and I heard metal hit stone.
It was only then that I realized the knife wasn't in my hand anymore.
His clothes ruffled as he bent over.
The wind roared outside.
I closed my eyes and wished I were anywhere else.
The rough concrete bit at my back as I did my best to make myself as small as possible.
He walked towards me.
I put my hand to my mouth to kill a screen before it could escape.
In the dark, I saw the shape of his boots stop inches from my face.
The old cloth stretched and groaned under his weight as he took a seat above me.
When you played Thanos in districts.
You've got a hell of a layup.
The bastard was toying with me.
I didn't answer, just felt the dust thicken to mud around my face as it mixed with my tears.
He shifted around as if making himself comfortable.
I don't want to hurt you, Sarah.