11-20-2009, 08:53 AM
Belle kept moving. Beyond the barrier, beyond the large walls, he crossed over into the mountains.
He lost track of the hours. Several times he slumped against a convenient rock and blacked out. He paused only once to strip off his shirt, knot it, and pressed the bulge against his wound.
He still couldn't believe Sage had actually stabbed him. He didn't know for sure what was behind it, but he had a pretty good hunch.
Belle glanced up at the sky. Somewhere out there the minds behind Dante's Abyss were watching him, fingers poised over a button that could make even someone as harmless and good-natured as Kaden become the posterboy for abusive husbands everywhere. He had little doubt that whatever had made Sage go insane, they were at least partially behind it.
Of course, Sage was a girl. So he couldn't be one-hundred percent sure that she hadn't just gone crazy.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he came within sight of the bunker. Staggering inside, he made for the kitchen and fumbled through the cabinets. He'd seen a brown bottle in the last one, and it had looked remarkably similar to the alcohol bottle Sayana had once treated his wound with.
He found it stuffed into a lower drawer. He couldn't read the label, which might as well have been hieroglyphics to him, but one sniff of the contents was enough to confirm that it was, indeed, what he wanted.
Getting a clean towel and liberally soaking a corner, Belle began the slow, painful process of cleaning his wound.
He lost track of the hours. Several times he slumped against a convenient rock and blacked out. He paused only once to strip off his shirt, knot it, and pressed the bulge against his wound.
He still couldn't believe Sage had actually stabbed him. He didn't know for sure what was behind it, but he had a pretty good hunch.
Belle glanced up at the sky. Somewhere out there the minds behind Dante's Abyss were watching him, fingers poised over a button that could make even someone as harmless and good-natured as Kaden become the posterboy for abusive husbands everywhere. He had little doubt that whatever had made Sage go insane, they were at least partially behind it.
Of course, Sage was a girl. So he couldn't be one-hundred percent sure that she hadn't just gone crazy.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he came within sight of the bunker. Staggering inside, he made for the kitchen and fumbled through the cabinets. He'd seen a brown bottle in the last one, and it had looked remarkably similar to the alcohol bottle Sayana had once treated his wound with.
He found it stuffed into a lower drawer. He couldn't read the label, which might as well have been hieroglyphics to him, but one sniff of the contents was enough to confirm that it was, indeed, what he wanted.
Getting a clean towel and liberally soaking a corner, Belle began the slow, painful process of cleaning his wound.
Quote:Belle moves from Forest Sector to Mountain Sector.
Quote:Belle enters the Mountain Sector Bunker.
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