meme continuation. @reigningwiidow

Blaine’s ankle felt like it was caught between breaking in half and on fire.  A makeshift walking stick and being able to half walk wasn’t going to get him back to The Sanctuary before it got darker.  He needed to find somewhere safe until morning.  His pulse was already racing at the idea of being stuck outside alone all night.  Hand barely touching the grip of his gun when he got a clearing, then a road.  All clear.  Or..not.  Stopping as he turned towards a noise and ended up a gun pointed directly at him..  You know what it feels like to have your heart momentarily stop? Nothing new, not in this world anymore, but it was never a feeling anyone could get used to. Eyes round as saucers stared up the barrel at the woman behind it, his stick hit the floor and his hands went in the air.

“I’m sorry!  I messed up my foot and–it’s getting dark.  I was only looking for a place..”  Half sentences and the mantra of please don’t kill me in his head was all he had as he stood resting most of his weight on his left foot praying that this wasn’t how his story was about to end.