Hi, Great part! Clark lacked any idea where he could have cut himself with glass. He didn’t remember any in the place where he had woken up. On the other hand, he wasn’t thinking very well right now. Blood was oozing from the gash and Clark reached for a second towel to press against his side. Now he was ready to search for Lois in the kitchen. And maybe he could find some clean clothes on his way. He put his glasses back on, figuring it would be easier to find everything he needed if he wore them. Kryptonite? More ASAP, please. MAF 
Maria D. Ferdez. --- Don't like Luthor, unfinished, untitled and crossover story, and people that promises and don't deliver. I'm getting choosy with age. MAF
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