Blue Valley Underground - Part 11 - Truth

Blue Valley Underground - Part 11 - Truth   The room wasn't half as elaborate as the Newell hotel, but it was still a palace compared to Miss Krista's brothel. One room with a double-bed, a bathroom , electricity, and hot water. It was more than Isaac...

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Blue Valley Underground - Part 10 - Skinny

Blue Valley Underground - Part 10 - Skinny   Isaac caught a few short naps over the next couple hours. When he was awake, he spoke to Clara and gagged over his paper sack. "I think we're almost to Greenhearst." said Clara, rubbing Isaac's back while he...

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Blue Valley Underground - Part 09 - Soldier

Blue Valley Underground - Part 9 - Soldier   Isaac spent the rest of the night in Newell's most expensive luxury hotel. He rented the finest room available, blowing over half of the money he took from the butcher. The staff questioned his cuts,...

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Blue Valley Underground - Part 08 - Meat

Blue Valley Underground - Part 08 - Meat   Above all, there was a pounding in Isaac's head. His skull felt like the anvil beneath a blacksmith's mighty hammer, throbbing with his heartbeat. For a long time, he didn't dare move a muscle or open his...

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Blue Valley Underground - Part 07 - Trash

Blue Valley Underground - Part 7 - Trash   The sun was at just the right angle to be a nuisance. Isaac awoke and groaned at the brightness beaming through the window. There was a hammering sound from outside. Dragging himself out of bed, he washed in...

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Blue Valley Underground - Part 19 - Beginning (End)

Blue Valley Underground - Part 19 - Beginning               Summer cooled to autumn and the rain poured relentlessly, flooding the Blue Valley. Autumn chilled to winter and the plains were blanketed in snow, ice nymphs skating over the lakes and...

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Blue Valley Underground - Part 18 - Eyes

Blue Valley Underground - Part 18 - Eyes               More frustrating than the throbbing scar were the shackles. Isaac walked down Underground's main street, hands still bound behind his back. He felt like a worm. How was he supposed to cut off...

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