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Old Man : Running Thoughts

by Hans | Score: 4800

The old man ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He was uncertain of the pain he felt in his right knee but right now, that didn't matter. He needed to escape and he needed to do so fast. It was a little after dark. He had lost track of the time. It was possibly the walk he took. Prayer seemed to be an option right now but no... his mind was fragmenting. There was so much to do. He ran past a plush dog seating with his owner. He stopped a bit and looked back. Plush dog? His mind was seeing things. He remembered his conversation with  an economist earlier in the week. His conservative views about life and money didn't agree with the mans reserved outlook despite his career. 
Duff. He tripped. Something cut his wrist. He heard a snap. He tried to get up hoping on his life that he hadn't broken anything. How much time did he have left? Except for the thought that he had to keep moving on, nothing else would have made him leave the floor. 
Charlie. Charlie was home. He would need to reach him before they did. The extra time he had now was all that was left. How could a faction like the extraordinary league of gentlemen exist in such a time. In the past, gruesome examples were made of such factions but these days, people simply allowed anything. The EXLeague had gotten a contract with the mayors office and were leveraging it to create multiple opportunities for their people. Where did that leave people like him? Probably filling peoples food packets with soy sauce at McDonalds.  
lights. He could see them alot clearly now. THis was familiar territory. He looked up at a terrace and saw the young labourer that worked at the bar down the road standing. He was always seemed joyful to Tom. He heard the familiar cry of a baby that had been born a few weeks back. The sounds on this street were beginning to get quite predictable. He stopped. His wheezing was getting uncontrollabel. Long gone were the days when these lungs could guzzle up large volumes of air without reserve. He was an experienced runner. In highschool his friends called him "Zen man." 
"Get up Zenman" he told himself. He had a couple of blocks to go. There was still time. A random thought  dropped in his mind. Had he used up the last tube of toothpaste at home? He would stop at the store on the way out later on. 

Completed challenges

The following challenges were completed during the writing exercise:

Event Someone passes away
Begin Start typing to begin
Words Reach 50 words
Letter Use the letter P
Words Reach 100 words
Prop Include a plush dog
Character A reserved economist
Words Reach 200 words
Letter Use the letter X
Prop Include a soy sauce packet
Event An important deal falls through
Words Reach 300 words
Character A joyous building labourer
Letter Use the letter Z
Words Reach 400 words

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