What's Goin' On?
Ratchet was saying something about live or die... Beachcomber was talking in his ear, but with this much blood lost, it was all a blurr.
He had to shift, his body ached from lying so still, but each movement sent a fresh wave of nausea through his head and pain through his wounds. He'd never smelt so much blood in his life - and it was mostly all his own.
His eyes had almost closed again when a new scent entered the room
He had to shift, his body ached from lying so still, but each movement sent a fresh wave of nausea through his head and pain through his wounds. He'd never smelt so much blood in his life - and it was mostly all his own.
His eyes had almost closed again when a new scent entered the room