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Afterward, he hefted the person and sat them in his pickup and buckled the seat belt.\n\nNormally, he'd try to do a preliminary check to see if there were injuries, however, his flashlight was dead and he'd left the charger at home.\n\nHe shut the door and walked back to the driver's side. As he opened the door, lightning struck a tree about a hundred or so yards back.\n\n\"Close shave...\" He said.\n\nHe got in and closed the door. Releasing the brake, he shifted to first and continued on toward his home.\n\nUpon arrival, he parked, shut off the headlights and lit a cigarette. With the floor vents on high heat, he cracked the window to allow the smoke out. He figured it would help whomever dry off some.\n\nHe thought about how cold it was. 41⁰F with a wind chill making it feel like 35⁰. He wondered how the person was running at all.\n\nAfter he finished, he threw the cigarette into his brass spittoon and stepped out. He walked around, opened the passenger door and picked up the person after unlatching their seat belt.\n\nHe easily carried the person in his arms 12 feet up the stairs to his porch. Kicking off his boots, he sat down and, using his toes, pulled off his socks.\n\nHe stood back up and flipped the block hiding his spare key. He grabbed it with his left foot and, leaning against the door frame, unlocked the front door.\n\nHe grinned as he put his key back and replaced the block. He slid the door into the wall and walked inside. Having practiced navigating his entire home blindfolded, he went and laid the person on the couch before grabbing an alpaca wool blanket. Covering her, he put on his sunglasses and turned on the light by the door.\n\nWhen he was able to see her he stumbled back and landed on his rear.\n\n\"D... Delilah..?\"\n", "description_bbcode_parsed": "William drove down the old dirt logging path to his home. The thunderstorm that had started forty minutes prior had shown no sign of ending it's wild torrent.

Impassable by car, his old 1975 International 200 pickup had no problem at all with the route.

As he rounded the final left turn to his house, he saw a flash of yellow-gold and slammed the brakes, kicking down the parking brake pedal at the same time.

His truck stopped sideways but he still heard the dull thump of an impact against the passenger side of the bed.

Shifting to neutral, he jumped out and looked. He couldn't see very well, but he knew two things: He hit someone and they were, now, unresponsive.

He opened the passenger side door and spread all seven of his chamois hides, that he used for making clothes, on the seat and backrest. Afterward, he hefted the person and sat them in his pickup and buckled the seat belt.

Normally, he'd try to do a preliminary check to see if there were injuries, however, his flashlight was dead and he'd left the charger at home.

He shut the door and walked back to the driver's side. As he opened the door, lightning struck a tree about a hundred or so yards back.

"Close shave..." He said.

He got in and closed the door. Releasing the brake, he shifted to first and continued on toward his home.

Upon arrival, he parked, shut off the headlights and lit a cigarette. With the floor vents on high heat, he cracked the window to allow the smoke out. He figured it would help whomever dry off some.

He thought about how cold it was. 41⁰F with a wind chill making it feel like 35⁰. He wondered how the person was running at all.

After he finished, he threw the cigarette into his brass spittoon and stepped out. He walked around, opened the passenger door and picked up the person after unlatching their seat belt.

He easily carried the person in his arms 12 feet up the stairs to his porch. Kicking off his boots, he sat down and, using his toes, pulled off his socks.

He stood back up and flipped the block hiding his spare key. He grabbed it with his left foot and, leaning against the door frame, unlocked the front door.

He grinned as he put his key back and replaced the block. He slid the door into the wall and walked inside. Having practiced navigating his entire home blindfolded, he went and laid the person on the couch before grabbing an alpaca wool blanket. Covering her, he put on his sunglasses and turned on the light by the door.

When he was able to see her he stumbled back and landed on his rear.

"D... Delilah..?"
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