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Russian Roulette Chapter 8Russian Roulette
By Robin Gurl
(I'm so sorry this took so long to update. The plot bunnies just weren't working grr. xD But I think I kicked them back into gear so we should be ok! Hahaha!! See what happens when the movie comes out!?!!? UPDATES!)
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It was dinnertime and Ludwig was walking back to their compartment, he held a tray with both his hands to try and keep himself balanced as the train wobbled. It was really taking a lot of effort to stay up right, though he could only imagine how Feliciano was doing right now. He hated to leave him behind but he hadn't wanted to have to call for service, the less people they made contact with the better.
He slid the door open with one hand, the tray sitting on the other arm, the compartment was dim with only six dim lights shining. It was the sleeper car, he told himself, so it was alright that it was this dark. Besides it made it easier for Feli to sleep when he became tired. "Feliciano? I brought dinn
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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