• splashing through the bloodstained puddle leons body ran wet in a cold sweat. since daybreak he had been running from the gandos. all he knew in his mind was to run or die. feeling the effects of his daylong run he knew he needed to rest. far in the distance he saw a sturdy looking log cabin. he ran with all his might to get there before they got to him. hearing the screams getting closer and closer he hastened his pace.reaching the cabin with moments to spare.rushing into the cabin he saw only a barell to block the door.
    he flung himself at the door and and leaned against the barell. assessing the damage sone to him over the last day or so he saw that he was coverd in blood...his blood. feeling the dizzines that acompanys blood loss he faded into the dark abyss of the slumber no one awakens