Just north of Havre
A strong wind makes the cabin creak, although its warm on the inside.
It would even be cosy, if it wasn´t for the bloody rags on the floor. Thurgoods pain-twisted face glistens with sweat. The raised leg casts a shadow on the wall. The bleeding is still kept in check by the tourniquet - but time is precious.
Last edited by staggerlee; 05-05-2014 at 02:47 AM.
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