|Posted on January 13, 2012 at 10:25 AM||comments (8)|
Jeramey, heaving from strain & exhaustion slumped against the fridge & sat there, soaking in the events of the last hour. He glanced around at what would now become his prison until all of the craziness subsided either way. A thought crept into his mind about his friend & that maybe he should've gone with him & at least TRIED to make it out of the city but he quickly pushed it out of his head & went over to the window to stare down into the street below.
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