Closed
Alex saw the message from Art's sister and went into overdrive. He grabbed some money and his cell phone and pounded on a neighbor's door and borrowed their car and then pedaled as fast as his feet could take him -- which, considering his adrenaline was pretty fast. He took the shortest route to the city limits, whispering a silent prayer that the effect would stop the moment he hit the line.
And then another for Art.
And another for Logan.
He couldn't believe it. Logan dead? Wasn't he a god? What good did godhood do if it didn't protect you from being killed in an accident?!
He thought about taking back those prayers he'd just uttered but decided to wait, to get to the hospital first. Maybe some other god ruled in Clearwater. Maybe the Clearwater god would take pity on him and the burning soles of his feet.
City limits and the car was a car and Alex floored it.
And then another for Art.
And another for Logan.
He couldn't believe it. Logan dead? Wasn't he a god? What good did godhood do if it didn't protect you from being killed in an accident?!
He thought about taking back those prayers he'd just uttered but decided to wait, to get to the hospital first. Maybe some other god ruled in Clearwater. Maybe the Clearwater god would take pity on him and the burning soles of his feet.
City limits and the car was a car and Alex floored it.