Handkerchief In Head Novels & Stories

"What is that?" "Five of our people were killed just last night." "What?! What happened?" "There are these men… they rushed to our barracks. There were many wounded, and five were killed. " Orvin news. Lyon stood up. "Did you recognize the one who rushed at you?" "No. But they left a handkerchief with a stitch..a symbol. I don't know what this symbol is. " Orvin handed the handkerchief with stitches to Lyon. Lyon suddenly stopped when he saw the stitch that was the same as the wound on Kevin's cheek.

I struggled but it was with I held my breath till I died, or I inhaled whatever had been sprayed into that handkerchief. I couldn't do it anymore, I let go of my breath. I tried to breathe again, but I just ended up inhaling a thick substance from the handkerchief. I instantly became dizzy. "Mm-hmm." I muffled in the handkerchief, struggling for freedom. " Sssh! Don't fight it baby. Absolutely no one will come to your rescue." The big man whispered into my ears. My head became heavy and my eyes threatened to shut down. I became numb and slowly, everything around me began to disappear until there was only darkness.

He used a pair of tweezers to carefully lift the handkerchief on Willow's neck. Because it had been pressed to the wound earlier, it clung to the wound as the blood had dried on it. And so, when Terence lifted the handkerchief, it unavoidably tugged at the wound a little, as would a gauze stuck to a wound. Willow hissed in pain. As soon as the handkerchief was removed, Terence flung the tweezers onto a metal dish. He frowned and said, "Do you think I have a lot of free time on my hands, Theodore?

before he could finish a horrible pain came to his head "AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH" than silence...she took her hands off his head and his head lost balance and fell "I see.. so that's your plan huh? than took the hand sanitiser she had in her pocket and disinfected her hands with no expression on her face "I'll have to join the war after all it seems

“Boss, I can perceive something strange coming in our direction. It's very...strange, must be very powerful—AH!” Inside the humvee, a young man with a handkerchief tied on his forehead screamed in pain. He gripped his head, enduring the stabbing sensation inside his brain. The woman beside her saw his situation and panicked. “Gio! Gio! What's happening to you!”

They'd been found! She began to squirm again, and make more noise. Cursing some more, Adrian fished in his pocket for something. Ria saw him pull a white handkerchief from his pocket, then he set her down. She didn't need to order her feet to move before she began running. Or tried to. Adrian yanked her back easily, and before she knew it, the handkerchief was over her nose, and she'd inhaled a good whiff of whatever pungent stuff Adrian had laced the cloth with.

He was drowning in his own thoughts that he became oblivious to the person who entered the elevator. “Stupid. You're so stupid, Hendrix!” he chanted in a hushed voice. Suddenly, a hand appeared in front of him and was offering him a handkerchief. “Here. It's too weird seeing a man cry..” Hendrix stiffened. His eyes were fixated at the pink handkerchief in front of it as if it was something forbidden. He did not move at all and just stared at it. “Take it. It's clean, I haven't used it,” a voice of a woman spoke.

I handed it to him and he had the same bewildered face Fred had gave me when I showed him the proof. "A handkerchief?" "Not just a handkerchief." "Oooh, let me guess; it's magical." He said sarcastically. "This is nota joke kid." "Oh for the love of Pete, would you please just smell it!" I said irritably throwing my hands in the air in frustration. He looked at me weirdly but smelled the handkerchief anyway. The moment the aroma reached his nose, he quickly pulled it back and stared at it disgustingly. "Chemicals!" He said as we all nodded.