Tucker Archer

Chapter 2: First Blood

In Uncategorized on January 2, 2011 at 2:04 am

I watched myself die today.

I traveled to a brand new world; but the town was eerily the same. I sat in a park near my apartment, watching the Me-That-Was-Not-Me cross the street to the market.

Returning home with a gallon of skim milk in her hand, a car ran her down. Her purchase mingled with her blood, and the streets ran a sticky pink.

I ran to her. I held her hands while her eyes fixed on me, then fluttered, then fled.

I wanted to put coins on her lids, but I ran instead. And then, I was gone.


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