A Lethal Lady

-Did you check it out completely? “What do you mean? -The doctor asked, pouring himself a glass of water. You know, I found the lady half-dressed and full of bruises in the middle of the desert. Don't you think that merits thinkir about other options? “Well, she's seriously beaten up, but... The doctor smacks his lips. “It's not what you're imagining, Tom. It's just that she’s been beaten up, but very badly. And it looks like she’s been walking for hours, her feet are pretty badly burned. -L understand,” he replies, putting his hat back on. However, I can't overlook this fact. If the lady spends the night, she wil have to answer some questions. she’s just a woman, Tom. The sheriff looks at the doctor seriously, whatever it was, the woman would have to answer where she came from and wh she was so beat up. What worried the brown man was the possibility that she would bring trouble to the town, they had been in peace for a long time, he did not intend to allow a stranger to bring inconveniences to the citizens of Coloma. send for me if the woman spends the night, I will be at the police station. -sheriff, what do you intend to do with the lady? 1 don't know yet... With those words, Tom leaves the doctor's house. As he went outside, he noticed that many people were hanging around the doctor's house. And most of them were still from the bar. Return to your work, ladies. He orders them all in a commanding voice as he crosses the street, keeping a serious look on his face. The little breeze tr night, ruffled the leather overcoat he wore. Tom always exuded that sense of authority, and everyone owed him respect. I seemed like the mayor of the place, and whatever he ordered, was carried out. On the way to the police station he was thinking about that lady, he wondered over and over again what could have happened to her, how could someone beat a lady to such an extreme. Well, he said she was a lady, since her virtue seem to be intact. If she were a woman of bad life, it would be a different story. But this woman apparently was a lady, and that he found her near the village in such a condition complicated the situati He needed her to be saved at all costs. [.] How is the lady doing? -Jesey asked his wife when he saw her leave the room where the unknown woman was lying. -I changed her clothes and cleaned her body. She was still breathing when I came out. Well. We'll keep watching her all night, let's hope she manages to survive,” he adds, while cleaning his work utensils. “Where do you think this woman came from, she has quite delicate skin, and her face, despite the bruises, looks soft. I don't think she's one of those bad-lifes, like the ones in James’ bar. she’s not... you can tell she’s a fine girl. -And why was she in her petticoat and nightgown? And in the middle of the desert? -I can't answer that, let's hope she survives so the sheriff can question her. His wife nods as she discards the blood-stained gauze and the woman's tattered clothes. [.] The severe pain she felt in her side prevented her from moving easily. On top of that, his chest felt quite tight, so tight, it was as if his breathing was being cut off. Rouse wondered, what the hell was happening to her, why did she feel so tight? She opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was a ceiling. It was a little dark, so she looked down and noticed that she was in a very small room. A candle in a corner, illuminated the room a little. There were not many things in that place, only a small closet of old wo and the bed where she was lying. Where was she? She asked herself as she tried to sit up, but the same pain from earlier prevented her from doing so. prevented her from doing so. The blonde touches her rib, realizing that she was wearing a different nightgown, that one was not stained with blood. Sh uncovers her body by removing the blanket and confirms that it was a different nightgown. He then notices that her wrist was bandaged. Immediately, she lifts up her nightgown and notices that she was wearing a bandage around her body. “Where the hell am I? he says to himself, looking towards the closet. With some difficulty and pain he stands up and feels thousands of needle: sticking in his feet, he looks at them, noticing that they are bandaged. He lets out his breath and decides to stand up anc walk to the closet, he found many small bottles of medicine. -it must be a doctors house. She says to herself, licking her lips, that's when she reacted, she was dead thirsty. She turns her face and notices a metal jar, she walks with some speed towards it and regrets it, because it causes a great pain in her feet, she had to be careful. With a demon! -He complains with a frown on his face. He takes control of his body again and picks up the jug and drinks straight from it. Her thirst was so great that she drank the entire contents of it, leaving her unsatisfied. But she would deal with that later, the first thing she had to do was to ge out of that house. She was already cured, what she needed was a horse and that would be enough... taking the risk of being found, she decided to leave the room, to her surprise she ran into an empty kitchen. It was her chance to escape, she didn't need an more attention. She goes to the door without making as little noise as possible, as she goes outside, she notices that the night was a littl cold. His body would freeze, he needed to wrap up warm if he wanted to get out of there. She swallows saliva, she was ve exhausted, she was hungry and cold. But against all odds, she advanced along the sandy path in search of a horse. First, she thought of the blacksmith's house. Every village had a blacksmith, and they always had horses. He would take o of the ones he had in his care, the detail was that, with that darkness, he would not be able to find the house of the damned blacksmith before dawn. And with that wound in his side and his feet throbbing, it would be more than difficult him to ride. As she walked a little awkwardly, her mouth was steaming. She was very tired, and had no idea where the blacksmiths house was. Rouse pauses for a moment, by this point she was taking big gulps of air, but doing so caused her chest to ache. -Damn it, where the hell is the house? She looks up to see a lighted lantern hanging from the roof of a house... the blonde licks her lips, as she moves in that direction. But the closer she got, the clearer the place became. Rouse looks up and looks at the wooden sign hanging from an old, cracked pillar... she reads the name in the dim light of the lantern, it was the police station. Immediately, he backs away, he didn't need to be near that place. She continues walking backwards, when she hears the neighing of a horse. The blonde turns around and notices that a brown horse was tied behind her back. That animal had its saddle, she was going to get on and ride away. Then, without thinking too much about it, she walks up to it, but as the horse gets closer, i gets a little restless, which stops her. Calm down, pretty boy, it's all right, we're just going for a ride. She speaks to him with subtlety while she stretches her hand towards the animal's muzzle... but he was still getting restle with her proximity, she flattens her lips and tries to get a little closer, she needed to get to ride that hair to get out of tha town. “You won't be able to ride that horse with such a basic technique,” a loud voice resounded behind her back, which made her turn around. Where do you plan to go in those conditions, miss?

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