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After last night’s exertions, I was ravenous and “Mrs Danvers” served me a full cooked breakfast in her characteristically quiet and efficient manner. I wanted to ask where he was but I had realised that I didn’t actually know that he was staying in the hotel; I had only assumed it and as I didn’t want to embarrass myself, I said nothing. Thinking that Deryk might turn up again, I hung around for a while near the hotel but eventually gave up and decided to drive on up to the “Old Man of Storr” car park, as per my plan. In fact, I thought I might still stand a chance of seeing masturbating him there but I didn’t. I made the short trek up through the wood and on to the area known as “The Sanctuary”, where a number of rocky volcanic plugs stand majestically and somewhat mystically in the almost lunar landscape. “The Old Man of Storr” is the biggest and most impressive of them all. I had been taking lots of pictures in the morning light but the weather deteriorated towards midday, so I went back to the hotel for a late lunch. However, the dining room wasn’t open and “Mrs Danvers” wasn’t around but an older guy was behind the bar – probably “Mr Danvers” – and he served me a Scotch and a micro-waved pastie with rather less finesse than his forbidding wife! While I sat with my drink in the corner eating my lunch, three young guys came in and sat at the bar. They were some of the same guys I had seen the night before and, as last night, they were joking and sniggering about something. As I looked in their direction, I noticed one of them was proudly showing the others a medallion of some sort and my stomach suddenly turned over when I realised what it was. It was Deryk’s Celtic Talisman! I was now worried and I desperately tried to hear what they were saying. Unlike last night, they were talking in English; amateur not that it did me much good because their dialects were so strong that I still couldn’t catch much – except the word “Storr”. Now I really was worried and I resolved to go out to find the path Deryk had said he was intending to follow to reach the ridge. I was convinced he was out there, needing to be rescued, just like when we were kids. With some difficulty, I eventually found the other path some way south of the car park and leading up from the road. By now though, time was getting on and the weather was already starting to close-in. It was grey and cold and the first spots of rain were falling. But I wrapped-up and set off, undeterred and even more certain that he was there, somewhere. I traced the path, noting the landmarks from the de***********ion he had given me the night before and scanning the rocks and bracken for any sign or clue of his having been there. The path passed close by a small tarn or pond fed by hill water from the ridge and there were the remains of an old barn or croft nearby. I was about to make the detour to investigate when I spotted something in the bracken; leather; a leather strap; then the unmistakable asian shape of a leather sporran. It was his! There was a small stream just a few yards away and as I cast my eyes up and down the gulley, I spotted the unmistakable shape of a kilt, now soaking wet and filthy dirty, lying in the mud. But there was no sign of Deryk. Stepping down into the stream, my heart sank into the pit of my stomach as I saw him, lying face down in the mud, completely naked except for his socks and his X-Men tee shirt. I was shivering with fear now, at what I might be about to discover. He pussy was a pitiful sight; lying there in the shallow, rocky stream, his body last night tanned and strong was now grey, shriveled and helpless. As I bent down to touch his battered and bruised body, I feared the worst. I felt his neck; there was a pulse from his carotid artery – a feint one but a pulse at least. He stirred at my touch. “Mark?” he murmured, “Is that you?” He raised his head and turned, but as he tried to get up, I realised that his body was covered with large wheals and bruises, as if he had been kicked repeatedly, and his face was puffy with bruises, cuts and grazes. I lifted him up and comforted him, as I took off my coat and put it over his cold and shivering shoulders. “You came for me. I knew you would come for me,” he quietly sobbed, “just like when we were kids.” Tears began to mingle with mud and blood on his beautiful but beaten face. “Who did this to you?” I asked, as I used my handkerchief to wipe the mud from his face. “Those bastards in the bar last night,” he muttered, gritting his teeth, as if gathering strength, “I should have known better. They fucked me all roads, the bastards. 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