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Chapter 2

John had no idea what to do. He couldn't stay here at the motel, that much he knew for certain, but he wouldn't get too far without a car. He didn't feel like trying to steal one, so in the end he only have one choice of action: to go on foot.
All he took with him was his gun, cellphone, wallet, and a flashlight, and he started running west, which was in the opposite direction of the highway. He ran for hours until his lungs burned and his throat felt like it was bleeding, but he didn't stop. When the pain in his chest and stitch in his side grew unbearable he would jog, but he never slowed down enough to be walking. His leg muscles burned, his feet grew blisters, but through it all there was something strangely soothing about all of it, some sort of bittersweet nirvana. As he traveled west there was a never ending feeling of being watched, but he didn't see a single car or person on the road. Still, the feeling of being followed remained.
After a couple of hours on the road he finally grew too tired to continue. His cellphone wouldn't get service out here, but he guessed it had to be around five in the morning, as he could see the dew on the grass and early signs of the new day begin to arrive as the sun slowly crept up over the horizon. In the forty miles or so he had put between himself and Civic John hadn't seen another town, but he did eventually come across a rest stop which was, to no surprise, abandoned. He went inside to the tourist's information center, and quickly realized that he was starving. To his dismay he had nothing smaller than a ten dollar bill. After several minutes of kicking and expletives later, he had managed to persuade the vending machine into dispensing him some free snacks, which he promptly tore him. With his hunger now subsided, John curled up in the corner and started to dream.

26-Mar-2007 22:00:35 - Last edited on 07-Mar-2010 22:07:49 by Elitemage14

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His dream was an odd one, although seemingly very real. He dreamed of walking west, in the direction he had just came from, for hours and hours, being guided along by an invisible hand the whole time. In the daylight of his dream he did see a few people, but none of them gave him much attention, and those that noticed him promptly hurried out of his way. It felt so real at one point John remembered pinching himself just to make sure he was really dreaming. He felt nothing as he violently jabbed his arm with his fingernails, and that was good enough for him. He didn't fight it, didn't think he could fight it even if he wanted to. Slowly, the sun rose to high noon and then began its descent back down as he dreamed. Eventually his dream-self arrived back in Civic and navigated his way into the nearby park, drawing suspicious glances.
John remembered dreaming of finding an oak tree and putting his back up against it. That was when he woke up and realized that his entire dream had been true. It was warm and light outside, and the bark beneath him was very much real. He had walked while he was sleeping it seemed, walked all the way back into the heart of civic. John had left at about ten o'clock the previous night and then drifted off to sleep at the rest stop at around five in the morning. Checking his cellphone he found that it was indeed five o'clock, but instead of in the morning it was five at night. He had been walking for nearly twelve hours straight. Although that voice in his head had very much wanted John to leave, it seemed someone else very much wanted him to stay.

27-Mar-2007 03:43:39 - Last edited on 07-Mar-2010 22:11:29 by Elitemage14

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As the coffee handle was thrust towards his throat, John ducked and stepped forward with his right leg, first his heel, toe, then knee driving against the floor. His right arm darted for the back of the stranger's neck and with his left hooked the man behind the ankle as he drove. With John's forehead pressing against the man's stomach, he pulled on the leg he had hooked forward while pushing backwards on the man's neck. The stranger was swept into the air and again landed hard on his back.
John pulled hands free and began to pummel the helpless man, raising and lowering his fists like pistons onto his face, his nose cracking and turned to sponge under John's knuckles. By the time John was finished with him, his face had been turned into a barely recognizable bloody pulp.
Eyes filled with hate, John stood up and ran over to his suitcase, tearing it open and throwing clothes all over the room. At first he had forgotten bringing it with him, but John had made sure that he had it packed and easily within reach in case the time arose...

27-Mar-2007 21:37:33 - Last edited on 07-Mar-2010 21:55:42 by Elitemage14

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John didn't know why he pulled the trigger: the man was already halfway to the doorway with his back turned to him, and he was clearly no longer a threat. Maybe the adrenaline had gotten the best of him, or maybe he was just exerting all the bottled anger from the past couple of weeks. But by the time he thought about what he was doing it was too late, and

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