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He looked us up and down, “You boys hurt? Anything serious?”
Blondie blinked then smiled, “Name''s Reginald.” I chuckled as he mentioned his name, he frowned and stared at me with a raised eyebrow, “What?” he asked inquisitively.
“Nothing, I was just thinking that is a real rich boy name, are you sure it''s not Reginald the third?” Reginald managed a tired chuckle.
“Actually it''s Reginald the twenty-first.” I blanched as I stared at him. “No shit?”
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“Yup, family is from old england, noble ancestry blabla. Well I never really did fit in back home, I was to connected with the lower ranks of society, as my father put it.” he told me with a sigh, “Truth is I spent a lot of my time and money being an adrenaline junky, found other people who enjoyed the extreme and we hung out too much. It freaked my mother out.”Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work!
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“I never really did parkour, mostly snowboarding, parachute diving, free climbing and shit like that.”
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“Steam train.” I told him, mentioning to the walls around us, “This is one of the cabins.”
Reg frowned, “How are you so sure?”
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The doctor finished treating the last of the injured and headed towards us. Before he could utter a word there was a clanging on the metal wall above us. Everyone froze and stared at the roof, another clang, and then a screech unlike any I heard before. A young woman to my left was making the Christian cross gesture, I had to agree with her. Although I''m not achristianmyself I couldn''t deny hoping that God would deal with whatever unholy evil was banging on our roof.
The smashing on the roof continued, and to our combined horror the steel was caving in. Fist-sized dents appeared, another smash and the dents grew. Reginald stood up and gazed frantically across the room. “Everyone find whatever you can that could be a weapon!” The others froze for a moment as they stared at him. “NOW!” he roared, shocking the people around him into action. I jumped to my feet myself, looking around for anything. My eyes were drawn towards a sharp twisted metal pipe, I picked it up, it wasn''t as long as I would have liked but it was a huge step up from nothing.
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“SHIT!” The young man said as he ran over to me, “You''ve been bit!”
“Yea,” I remarked, wondering why he stated the obvious, “It''s not that bad though.”
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The doctor blanched at the words but seemed to be convinced by the seriousness in the young man''s voice. He got to work on the leg, I flinched as he made a tourniquet and used pieces of metal to put pressure on my veins to stop the blood flow. I watched as thedark coloredflesh started spreading outwards from the bite, I felt the colour drain from my face as I realized I''d be as good as dead if that spread.
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“Can the infection be stopped?” I asked, my voice betraying me as it cracked.
The young man suddenly stiffened a bit, the determined gleam in his eyes returning. “Yes!” He said, putting a hand on my shoulder in an effort to reassure me. “The main character in the anime was bit, he stopped the infection from reaching his brain by hanging himself. They didn''t exactly explain how it works but I think it spreads through the bloodstream. If we can stop your flow long enough for the infection to settle you should be able to survive!”
For now, that would have to do.