Oswald
I carried her in my arms. My garments were ripped to shreds and couldn't be worn again. So I dashed down the street, completely nude.
It was early in the morning on a Saturday, and the streets were not yet crowded. When two people screamed, I was ready to hail a cab.
"Hey! What are you doing? Creep!"
"What the…" I snapped my head towards the voice.
A middle aged man and a woman were rushing towards me, clearly disgruntled.
"What are you doing with the lady? Let her go!" He demanded.
"What have you done to her? Poor girl, she is unconscious," the woman mumbled, covering her mouth with her hand.
"What?" I exclaimed.
"Did you r**e her?"
My eyes felt like they were about to pop out of their sockets. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, but then it hit me. I was a black
