167

Nerthus

“Get him off me!” I scream pushing the dead body from me but failing miserably.

Danny scurries around him a few times before he decides on what to do and how to get hold of the body the best way.

With a groan, he pushes him off me, making me take a deep breath. “Oh, my God.”

He remains standing, staring at the dead man with a void look while I drag myself over the ground to get to the gun he had kicked out of my hand.

“Are you alright?” I ask as I sit up with a pained groan, and Danny nods.

Laying the gun into my lap, I massage my hand as I take another deep breath. “I think he might broke my hand too.”

Sighing, I look up while I let my shoulders slump. I watch Danny while my desperation still streams through me, and I can’t seem to be able to push it down.

I know exactly that there is more where he came from.

Danny has his gaze still directed to the dead man, his look is flowing into the void, and I gulp as I think about how I must get him out of this dark place as s