Broken- Reworked: Double Trouble
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He walked to the front door and opened it.
"Are you Lance Alexander," said the seedy-looking man at the door,
"Yes, but-" Lance said only stopping talking because he was shot and the man ran away.
Lance's father also called Lance Alexander came running to the door.
"What happened Jr? Are you alright?" Sr asked.
"I was shot, but I'm alright," said Jr who was playing tougher than he was, "I think he was looking for you?"
"Stop playing the hero boy," said his worried father who was looking for the shooter.
Jr collapsed on the doorstep Sr picked up his bleeding son and teleported him to the local hospital's emergency waiting room.
Running to the reception desk with his bleeding now unconscious son.
"My son was shot, he needs help," said Sr panicked.
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Rachel is a lover of gothic poetry and the stories of Emily Dickinson, Poe, and other poets and writers. She writes in a gothic sometimes romantic, and somewhat eclectic style
