[he hadn't moved from the spot where-- the cross is. was. not since calling and calling until his voice grew hoarse, until he could see no one's here--
until he saw the shape of a couch in the distance.
now he sits, knees in the sand, before the cross and waits for...he doesn't know what he's waiting for. Razlo, naturally, isn't happy to wait, is trying to stir him up to no avail.
he sees dust churning up from...a car? that's a car, that's--]
3 but i really thought about having nick hit him w/the car, it was tough...
until he saw the shape of a couch in the distance.
now he sits, knees in the sand, before the cross and waits for...he doesn't know what he's waiting for. Razlo, naturally, isn't happy to wait, is trying to stir him up to no avail.
he sees dust churning up from...a car? that's a car, that's--]