IC: Garit was still running as fast as possible, even after putting sizeble distance between himself and the outlaws. That big one was not one he's ever want to meet again, or the other one for that matter. Once he was sure that nothing was behind him, he stopped and looked around him. Too late, he realised he had been running into the forest, rather than out of it. Now faced with another serious problem of being lost, he sat down both in despair, and in exhaustion. Leaning back against a tree, he heard something. It sounded a bit like... Water. Noticing how thirsty he actually was, he headed towards the source, but not before reloading his gun.
Coming closer to the sound he realized he had found a river. Not just any river in fact, but the one that the water being sprayed against the cliff went into. Peering around for anybody at all, he could see only a few manning hoses. He crept out of the forest, and neared the water.
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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Last edited by Oddey; 04-16-2010 at 06:48 AM..
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