The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 471) Call For Help

Lyla rushes to Crispin’s side as he leans against the wall in a hunched over position. He is barely standing as she immediately applies pressure to the large gushing wound.

“Oh god, no!” she says as the fibers of his shirt soak in the red color. He is losing a tremendous amount of blood.

“It’s okay, call the police. Go call for help.” He says as he slides up the wall to stand up straight. He then steps toward the stairs.

“What are you doing, don’t go down there!” Lyla says in tears as she pulls her phone from her pocket. Her bloodied hands are shaking so bad that she cannot punch the buttons properly. Frustrated with herself she looks up to see Crispin almost fall as he starts down the staircase. She stops what she is doing to run to him.

“You’re losing a lot of blood, we need to get help.” She says as she tries to steady his stance without hurting him further.

Excerpt 471

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