Escape from Rochester – Camp Nano Day Twenty-One/Twenty-Two (another non-day in there)

First Line of Monday:

It ripped my bandages but barely touched my skin.

Three shots rang out, one, two, three, steady and even as a metronome.

Last Line of yesterday:

Getting enough gas to even get to our destination is going to be tricky.”

Current Word Count:

Words Monday/Yesterday:
I gave up and moved my wordcount goal from 45,000 down to 37,800. Stress, too much stress.

33,000 31,000

Death Count:

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