(metrics) We hit 60k!!!

Starting Count: 58223
Ending Count: 60712
Net Gain: + 2489

Starting line:
The tall black nurse stepped into the room, her flawless face concerned, her dark eyes shadowed until she saw him turn.

Ending line:
“Because I can’t help you,” she said, and then the golden glows faded, and both she and Caran vanished.

Darling:
Thom and Caran both turned in time to see Domyelle slam into the glass, her beautiful face contorted in fear and pain. Red blood fountained up from somewhere behind her, splashing the walls, and she slid down slowly, one hand clawing at the window in mute supplication. As she fell, Thom heard the screams that the monitors had masked, and then he felt it.

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60k! Finally! And lots of mayhem, etc. We’re moving into the climax, which makes me happy. It’s a rough draft, but there’s a lot of good in it.

Originally published at The words of Valerie Griswold-Ford. You can comment here or there.