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Kae trudged through the searing summer heat, through a row between columns of trees in what had been an orchard.  The fruit couldn’t be harvested in time.  All of it had fallen from the trees and rotted on the ground below.  The oppressiveness of the odor was surpassed only by...

The light of morning shone in on Megan’s face.  Since the night before, her skin had gone from pale to a greyish pallor.  Her eyes were clouded.  One was an iris ensconced in a blood red sphere.  The pain seemed to have abated, but it gave way to a furious...

Kaelyn struggled to see in the half light cast by the flickering candle.  “Megan, hold still.  I’m never gonna be able to do this if you don’t hold still.” Megan hissed through gritted teeth.  “Can’t.  It hurts.  Oh God it hurts!”  Her savaged wrist shuddered wildly in the half light....

Megan cradled her savaged arm, wrapped tightly in a hoodie, but still bleeding profusely.  Her fingers protruded from the makeshift bandage, and they quivered with pain.  “Unghhh, God it hurts!”  She called out, rolling her head to one side, teeth gritted. The passing street lights periodically illuminated Kaelyn’s horrified face,...

“Megan, what’s up, baby?”  Kaelyn beamed, waving to her friend across the street corner.  She returned to her phone call.  “I’m sorry, what?  Fuck no, Jake, I can’t move that ditch weed in this town!”  Megan smiled, shook her head, and crossed the street.  “Because this is a fucking college...