This Rotten World | Book 4 | Winter of Blood Page 38
by Morris, Jacy
He heard the sound of scurrying across the deck. "What the hell was that?" he wondered aloud. Spinning around quickly, he caught sight of movement out of the corner of his eye. It was another rat, a huge one. He chased it across the deck for a few steps, but then stopped due to the pain. After the first couple of steps, the lumps in his groin shot fire through his entire body. He vowed to find a cat when they got to Hamelin. In the meantime, he said a prayer for Old Gert as his body splashed into the river.
The rats watched and listened, the fleas on their backs oblivious to everything but the flesh in front of them and the blood underneath.
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