He took her offered hand, his blood-smeared face contorted with pain. “My ship. I’ve got to get to my ship.” His accent was clipped, and clearly foreign.
Catherine looked at him strangely, as she helped him up. His dark suit was soaked, sticky with blood. “Ship? We’re days away from any body of water big enough to sail on!”
Mmm. The author Fails Geography Forever (http://tinyurl.com/7vov2d2).
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Takes place in Columbus, OH, does it?
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He took her offered hand, his blood-smeared face contorted with pain. “My ship. I’ve got to get to my ship.” His accent was clipped, and clearly foreign.
Catherine looked at him strangely, as she helped him up. His dark suit was soaked, sticky with blood. “Ship? We’re days away from any body of water big enough to sail on!”
Mmm. The author Fails Geography Forever (http://tinyurl.com/7vov2d2).