Officer Speers put her
hands in the water and braced herself for the big body that was coming towards her.
Her hands went numb immediately. She screamed, trying to work through the pain,
and waited for the weight to hit her. She thought she was prepared for it, but
she wasn't. The force of the collision knocked her off her feet. She grabbed a
hold of the man and did not let go, even when her head went underwater. She
lost her footing twice and fell pretty hard, but she refused to let go of the
man. She took a deep breath when she got to the edge of the river and pulled
him out of the water. She got him far enough from the edge of the river and
then collapsed.
The wind was blasting
down from the north even harder now. Kris was cold and absolutely exhausted.
She didn't want to move, but she knew that she had to. The man was not
breathing and his skin was turning blue. She knew she had to perform mouth to
mouth resuscitation, or this guy was going to die.
She worked on him for
over a minute, rotating between blowing into his mouth and pounding on his
chest, and he was not responding. She started wondering if it was too late to
save the man. She could hear sirens coming towards her. It sounded like they
were a minute, or two away. Kris decided she would keep giving the man mouth to
mouth until back up arrived and if he wasn't conscious she would step aside and
let the paramedics take over.
"Come on!"
Kris screamed out in frustration.
She slapped the man as
hard as she could on the chest. He coughed and spit up some water. Kris stopped
and looked down at the man. He stared at her for a moment, with a confused look
on his face and then closed his eyes. Kris relaxed for a moment, trying to
regulate her own breathing, when the man opened his eyes and grabbed for her
gun. Kris grabbed the man's hand as he attempted to pull her service revolver
from its holster. She just couldn't believe it! Here she was, putting her own
ass on the line to save this guy and now he is trying to kill her.
"Let go!"
Kris said, as she slapped the man across the face. "I'm trying to help
you, asshole!"
"No," the man
said. "Kill me, now! Please, I beg you."
"I'm not going to
kill you," Kris yelled. "And you sure as hell aren't going to kill
me."
"I don't want to
harm you," the man said. "I just want to die, I have to die before
tomorrow night."
"Why?"
"Because there is
a full moon tomorrow night."
"So what?" Kris asked. "Does
that mean you are going to turn into a werewolf?"
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