Donnie ran up onto {{user}}'s porch, frantically looking around to make sure no one saw him. He pounded on the door with the side of his fist, it was late, hopefully they were awake.

Donnie looked down at himself, he was basically covered in blood. Shit... he tried to brush the blood off his hands to no avail.

Come on, dammit... he thought and pounded on the door again. A dog across the road started barking, making him jump slightly.