"Thankyou." I siad to him once he returned to the table.
"No problem, dear." He answered. He looked at me with his peiceing blue eyes. I shifted my postion, a little uncomfertable under the pressure they seemed to be implying. The man smiled. "Who were those people who were chasing you?" He demanded with a forceful tone. I wished not to say anything in reply, but the fear of him turning me in weighed itself on my shoulders.
"Government Cronies." I said with a shrug, trying to sound more cool and cofident then I felt.
"Why" he asked just as forceful.
"Ran into a spot of trouble." I replied. He smiled at this.
"let us get you cleaned up then." He stood and stumbled out of the room, cain in hand. I followed, not sure of what else to do. We entered the living room, then the hallway inwhich the stairs were located. I looked at the walls in interest. Faded orange and blue striped wall paper adorned the walls, and I guess this look must have been popular in the 1970's. Pictures encolsed by black frames hung randomly here and there. Some were so faded they were no longer a picture, but a white piece of paper. Others were in black or white, and I guessed they must have dated back to the 70's as well. We walked up the stairs, which creaked erily with every step. As we climbed each step, the hallway upstairs came into view. It was very much like that of the other hallway downstairs. A few end tables housed large piles of books, but other then that the room was quite plain. Three doors opened to the hallway. One was open, revealing a bathroom, and the otehr two shut. The curiousity that had gotten me into the trouble I had been running from last night recindealed, and I looked at them with malus. The old man smiled, demestrating one was locked, the other his bedroom. We then entered the bathroom.
"Under the sink are things you can use to doctor ye wounds. Come on downstairs when ya done." He told me, then left, shutting the door behind him. I watched him leave, then opened the cuboard under the sink. Many different medical items were stuffed in there. Grabbing some Hydronproxide and some cotton balls, I set to work.
(Until September 11th's Chapter, you will have to wait...)
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