|Courtesy of Natasha/Tashtoo Parlour|
Blood in the sand. Get help fast.
The text hit me like a juggernaut. I hurdled through the beach house, slid down the stairs and made it to Sam in no time flat. I didn't expect to see such a sight; her face a stained glass window lying lifeless on the broken shells, panicked eyes crying out in pain.
... to be continued. Please come back for more next week.
Inspiration: In Tandem with Jinksy