Connor knew his time was running out.
The rain fell on his face as he dragged himself out of the ditch. The pain in his side stabbed at him again, and he stopped, gasping for breath until it subsided.
This is the last straw. I’m going to have to take things into my own hands.
As soon as he reached the road and saw the two of them disappear around the bend, he tried to push himself to his feet.
I can't move.
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