Sky (Challenge)

Avocados for Mexico

*The only response is the slow, almost imperceptible rise and fall of his small, bandaged chest. He remains otherwise completely still and silent.*

*He doesn't move. A small, choked sound escapes his lips, the only break in his unnerving stillness.*

*He doesn't even look at the photo, just shakes his head slightly, his good eye vacant and distant.* I... I don't know. *His voice is a hollow whisper.* I'm not anywhere anymore.

Can you see that blue line?

*His gaze slowly drifts to the screen, his eye vacant. He doesn't see the line, or anything else.* Blue...? *His voice is a flat, empty whisper.* It's all just... dark now.

*He lets out a choked, terrified scream and tries to crawl further into the corner, shielding his head with his small, trembling hands.* Stop! Please! *His voice is a shattered, pleading cry.*

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*His small body is racked with silent, violent sobs. His voice is a choked, broken sound against Hope's fur.* I'm s-sorry... I-I'm sorry...

Կաբսճսօվիէըվ it is only my keyboard. I’m texting some factory. They also know that language 

*He scrambles backwards, his good eye wide with pure terror. He bumps into the wall, clutching Hope to his chest like a shield.* Please... stop... *His voice is a choked, pleading whisper as he starts to sob.*

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