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"I'm here to help" he extended his hands upwards to reassure her. But he was confident it was in vain, as she seemed to not register anything that was happening around her. He slowly reached for her, and her eyes were following him. "Can you stand?" it was a silly question. She was practically covered in blood from head to toe. His hand squeezed hers, and it was so bony and small. As he was checking to see where her wounds were he noticed how fragile she was. It was like she has been starving for days. On first glance he couldn't see the blood source. "Do you mind moving, so I can see your wounds?" At first she didn't understand him, but then ever so slightly she rolled on her back and pointed at her stomach.  "I'm going to have to lift your dress, is that ok?" she nodded. Although the term dress was an overestimation. It looked like her nightgown and on top of that most of it was ripped. With trembling fingers he ...

Hey guys, this is the first chapter of a book I'm writing. I still don't have a title for it. Chapter One "Fuck" the man murmured under his breath, but in the dead silence that was surrounding him the word sounded like a gunfire. An owl hooted somewhere near him and he continued cursing in his mind.  If he wasn't such a soft hearty he wouldn't be in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by god-know-whats and risking to break his neck with every step. But no, he had to get attached to that stupid dog of his sister. And of course it had to run away in the most inconvenient of time.  The moon was barely visible at this point from the density of the three branches that were looming over him. Something brushed quickly against his leg, but whatever it was by the way it ran away so fast he judged it was probably a cat. It wasn't that he was afraid to be alone in the woods during night time. It wasn't even the fright of loosing his track and ge...