Who: Lucas Ransom and Zach Bosch Where: Luke's Home When: Day 39; early morning. What: The blood's causing Luke to go insane. Warnings: Luke insanity, adult situations and conversations.
Luke did know how much time had passed. He wasn't paying attention since he had woken up and wrote to Zach. It was a calling for someone, anyone, but in truth Zach, despite the past, was the only person in this whole fucked up place that Luke would think to have his back.
He heard the knock at the door, or at least he thought that he did. He wasn't sure. Luke wasn't sure about anything, reality or fantasy was all the same to him right now. "He's dead.. He's fucking dead." Luke was sure of that. He was sure that Tran was dead right now.
Luke wasn't in New Orleans right now, and he couldn't protect Tran in this state. He was useless, and utterly pathetic.
Luke finally heard the door open, but he didn't look up for the first few minutes. If it was someone coming to kill him he would accept it. If it was Zach, well then that's what he was expecting.
He looked up right when Zach started yelling at him. His eyes weren't seeing, and he didn't seem to have an ounce of lucidity that was shining through right now.
"He's dead. Zach he's dead. There was blood... He's fucking dead and I couldn't save him." there was an odd laughter that followed that, insane and bitter, possibly a little deranged.
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He heard the knock at the door, or at least he thought that he did. He wasn't sure. Luke wasn't sure about anything, reality or fantasy was all the same to him right now. "He's dead.. He's fucking dead." Luke was sure of that. He was sure that Tran was dead right now.
Luke wasn't in New Orleans right now, and he couldn't protect Tran in this state. He was useless, and utterly pathetic.
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He looked up right when Zach started yelling at him. His eyes weren't seeing, and he didn't seem to have an ounce of lucidity that was shining through right now.
"He's dead. Zach he's dead. There was blood... He's fucking dead and I couldn't save him." there was an odd laughter that followed that, insane and bitter, possibly a little deranged.
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