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Struggle

Struggle

By: Junkfoodmonkey

 

Rated: PG

Summary: A painful discovery. Mini Fic 170 words

Disclaimer: The A-Team doesn't belong to me. I'm not making any money from this.

 

Struggle

 

Face picked up the phone. Dead. He traced the cord back to the wall to find it had been unplugged. He plugged it back in and called Hannibal.

 

"Murdock's gone."

 

"Damn. Any signs of a struggle?"

 

Face looked around the apartment. At the walls lined with tinfoil. At the TV set with a piece of paper taped over the screen, the word LIAR written on it. On the side facing the screen.

 

He picked up a sheet from one of the many tottering piles of paper and notebooks. Writing scrawled even on the covers of the notebooks. The writing was small, the pressure hard, gouging the pages.

 

they listen to me they want to make me do things I don't want to they talk to me at night in my dreams lies lies lies

 

Face felt tears prick his eyes.

 

"Yes," he answered quietly. Signs of a struggle.

 

"Damn," Hannibal said again. "Any blood? Think he's wounded?"

 

"What?" Face shook himself. "No."

 

Yes he was. Not all wounds were visible.

 

 

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Struggle by Junkfoodmonkey

 

 


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