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priscaTitle: Running empty
Character: Kurdy Malloy, Mister Smith
Words: 234
Prompt: empty
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When Kurdy opened the van door for the umpteenth time, allowing the storm and the rain to come in, Smith finally opened his eyes. „Why don't you stop doing this; the storm will last as long as it will last.“
„I don't get how you can think about sleeping,“ the big guy huffed, wiping his forehand with a cloth. „This storm is unnatural; already ragging for two days. And we are stranded here, in the middle of nowhere, with the radio connection disrupted. Our reserves are running empty; the water is used up, and the batteries of the flashlight, too. I don't know if the van is still roadworthy, not to mention the condition of the roads. And the way back to the Mountain is long; we won't be back in time.“
Kurdy paused, gasping for air. He knew he needed to fight his rising anger quickly because it was not helpful. He just wished Jeremiah would be here instead of this strange little guy with his even more strange prophecies. Jeremiah was so down to earth; they had already been through many dangerous situations together. They knew each other; they could count on each other.
„God says we will be back home soon.“
Inwardly cursing, Kurdy rolled his eyes. „Smith, shut up! Go back to sleep!“
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The next evening, they arrived at the Mountain area's big gates, one hour early.
Character: Kurdy Malloy, Mister Smith
Words: 234
Prompt: empty
:::
When Kurdy opened the van door for the umpteenth time, allowing the storm and the rain to come in, Smith finally opened his eyes. „Why don't you stop doing this; the storm will last as long as it will last.“
„I don't get how you can think about sleeping,“ the big guy huffed, wiping his forehand with a cloth. „This storm is unnatural; already ragging for two days. And we are stranded here, in the middle of nowhere, with the radio connection disrupted. Our reserves are running empty; the water is used up, and the batteries of the flashlight, too. I don't know if the van is still roadworthy, not to mention the condition of the roads. And the way back to the Mountain is long; we won't be back in time.“
Kurdy paused, gasping for air. He knew he needed to fight his rising anger quickly because it was not helpful. He just wished Jeremiah would be here instead of this strange little guy with his even more strange prophecies. Jeremiah was so down to earth; they had already been through many dangerous situations together. They knew each other; they could count on each other.
„God says we will be back home soon.“
Inwardly cursing, Kurdy rolled his eyes. „Smith, shut up! Go back to sleep!“
:::
The next evening, they arrived at the Mountain area's big gates, one hour early.