#Chapter93

At Least

Iris' p.o.v.

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I was frozen.

A cold shiver ran down my spine that made me wonder if the blue flickers in my vision actual works of imagination or in weather a dramatic change were.

It seemed like time started to slow down. What should be seconds had become minutes.

I didn't know what to do. If you're shot, you should at least feel the pain. But I feel nothing except for the cold feet I've developed.

I can feel tiny trickles of liquid gliding down my back. Then again it could be my own sweat.

“Aarrrrgh!" A loud groan of pain reached my ears and only...