Please Notice that this is my first story and this is the first time ive written a "real" story in english. but hope this isnt a waste of time...
Sacrifice
Chapter I
Carl left the tiny tavern we visit every day. Though he left with an unusual way, without a word. We had always before went home together. “Hey bro! where are you goin’?” I shouted after him as he began wobbling towards a dark alley. He wasn’t walking home that was for sure. Suddenly I heard a single gunshot. I started running as fast as my legs could. The bartender yelled after me for the bill. I ignored him and continued running. Then I saw Carl lying on the ground. Blood poured out from the wound on his chest. The wound was terrible but my eyes focused on a gun clinched in Carl’s right hand. I immediately knew it was a frame up. He didn’t shoot himself since he is left handed. I saw no-one suspicious nearby so I came to help my brother. I dialled 911 on my cell phone while I was cleansing the wound on Carl’s chest. I started shouting to the phone when it got answered “I need help quick! My brother has been shot!”
The emergency receptionist answered in a calm and comforting voice “Stay calm. Where are you and your brother right now?”
“In an alley in Stoneroad come quick please.”
She answered again calmly “Help is on the way. What was you name again?”
“Henry Crosston.” I said ignoring the fact that he hadn’t been asked my name before.
I suddenly dropped the phone when a shadow appeared in front of me. It concealed a suspicious looking man dressed in black. He stabbed me with a small dagger. My vision turned black.
