(From the universe of The Elevator)
Dan injected the narcoleptic into his lover's bloodstream. It wasn't lethal -the unspoken rules of the war allowed for betrayal, but not for this kind of death- but it would ensure Alexander would sleep for the rest of his natural lifespan.
He chuckled as he swept a lock of hair from the sleeping man's forehead. He had won. Dan rose from the bed and began dressing.
His deep training kicking in, Alexander jumped from bed and sleepwalked a short, brutal fight. The rules of the war allowed for revenge, and for this kind of death.
.finis.
Brevity is the width of soul.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
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