- 5.55 P.M. -
Lust was panting heavily as he took cover underneath a fruit tree for shelter from the sun. Streams of sweat trickled down his temples and showered his body with the nasty fluid. His shirt was drenched and his hair limp; soaked with his perspiration. He had spent the last few hours planning his attacks away from the lake as his attempts within had failed miserably. He heaved and panted as the sun streamed its blazing heat relentlessly.
It felt as if barely any time had passed judging by the brightness of the sky. The silky cottons of clouds were apparent and proud. Lust took in one last breath as he was running out of time.
"C'mon, you got this," he slapped his knees and sprang into action.
