Part 1<\/p>\n
BAM!, it all started way too fast.\u00a0 Without any warning, the reactor went off like a mega bomb. Workers got hurt, I wasn\u2019t sure how bad it was, I didn\u2019t care I knew what I needed to do: I needed to get out of there.\u00a0 Since I was the one to cause the explosion.\u00a0 As medics we tending to the injured, I ran into my office without being detected.\u00a0 I grabbed my old torn suitcase, dropped it open on my desk, and started to fill it up. \u00a0I filled it with whatever I could find that seemed important, papers, keys, rope, a hat, sunglasses, a 6-inch\u00a0dagger knife from my desk drawer, anything and everything.<\/p>\n
WHAM!, There goes another explosion I thought to myself,\u00a0 time to go.\u00a0 I started to\u00a0run out the way I had come in, which was a massive mistake, cops were there waiting; for me?\u00a0 I didn\u2019t know and I really didn\u2019t want to find out, I made a break for it.\u00a0 I ran the opposite way out a side door, sliding down the railing and hoping the steps.\u00a0 I started running even faster towards my truck; as I got closer I noted about four cops standing around my truck.\u00a0 I knew driving was out\u00a0of the question; at least\u00a0that truck.\u00a0 I broke to the left and ran down a hill, I had my knife drawn in my right and was ready.\u00a0 I checked my watch, quarter to seven.\u00a0 My family should be expecting me home shortly.\u00a0 I took a few seconds thinking about them, knowing I wouldn’t see them ever again.\u00a0 My thought process was broken up by some gunshots. I peered around my right shoulder, looking up the side of the hill. \u00a0I got up still crouching and put the knife if my left hand as I took off.<\/p>\n
It was\u00a0starting to get late, my watch told me it was 7:10 pm, as I keep running, running towards town.\u00a0 7:34 pm, I kept moving.\u00a0 7:55 pm, almost there.\u00a0 By 8:12 pm I had finally gotten to town.\u00a0 I was slow, I thought I\u2019d have been faster, I guess I didn\u2019t account for the extra weight from the suitcase.\u00a0 I started dragging with tiredness as the clock rounds 8:40 pm. \u00a0I know the wife and kids would be wondering where I am, they\u2019ve probably have been calling the office for the last hour, I thought.\u00a0 As I reached the top of a hill I notice a delivery truck probably a quarter of a mile away or so.<\/p>\n
I make a break for it, running in the shadows on the sidewalk in the now deserted town.\u00a0 As I ran, I wondered why a truck was out so late delivering, 9:05 pm, I didn\u2019t care.\u00a0 As I got closer I could see a rather short man, in a delivery uniform wheeling in boxes to a nearby house on the opposite side of the street, in fast right accost from where I was standing.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t know how many boxed he had let, but I knew what I was going to do.\u00a0 I just needed to wait for the right moment.\u00a0 I see the man come back out and go into the truck with the dolly, that when I heard him.\u00a0 \u201cThat should be the last one for tonight, I have to deliver a few more before I can go home and enjoy what left of the night I have.\u201d\u00a0 It looked like the lady at the house thanked him, and was getting ready to pay him.\u00a0 I had gotten caught up in watching I almost forgot what I was doing.\u00a0 I heard the lady say: Do you take credit cards?\u201d The man replayed \u201cNo, sorry.\u201d\u00a0 \u201cOk, I\u2019ll be right back with cash\u201d The man sauntered to the side of the truck, up near the passenger door as he waited for the lady.\u00a0 That’s when I make my break; I check both sides of the street and walked ever so slowly over to the driver’s side of the bed.\u00a0 The truck bed was still open, I did one more check, 9:37 pm, and climbed in the back of the truck.\u00a0 I wandered over to the back where a few other boxes were.\u00a0 It was dark and shadowy I was not getting seen.<\/p>\n
\u201cthirty for the boxes, fifteen for the delivery.\u201d\u00a0 I heard him say.<\/p>\n
I hear her going through her pocketbook, looking for the money, \u201chere it is\u201d she says.<\/p>\n
\u201cthirty and fifteen that\u2019s forty-five, here\u2019s fifty, keep the change.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFive dollar tip, thanks.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThanks for coming last minute and so late.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy pleasure.\u201d He says and what sounds like him tipping his hat to her.\u00a0 \u201cWell, I\u2019ll be off now. Almost forgot.\u201d He grabbed the dolly and vigorously slid it in the truck bed, hitting the boxed I was behind.\u00a0 He closed the back door and locked. He opened the driver\u2019s hand door, got in, and started it up. 9:52 pm, that’s when we finally drove out.\u00a0 I knew at some point he should open the back door again.\u00a0 If it was tonight, in a few minutes, or in the morning.\u00a0 I tried to think if it was a Thursday or Friday, I couldn’t remember everything that had just happened. \u00a0I wanted to know If I was staying the weekend in the back of a delivery truck.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t know what to think.\u00a0 I was starting to get cold,\u00a0 I took my knife and ever-so-carefully cut into a box.\u00a0 I opened it,\u00a0 it was a braided rug.\u00a0 Or at least it felt like one, it was completely dark in here. I wrapped it around myself\u00a0and laid down using one of the boxes as a pillow.\u00a0 I fell asleep almost instantly, 10:16 pm.<\/p>\n
Part later\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I look back as I\u2019m running. I can see them rapidly approaching behind me.\u00a0 <\/span>I\u2019m running on a rather open beach area, with\u00a0 <\/span>a few ocaishnal plan trees, I\u2019m running towards the nearby town, that\u2019s where I need to catch my next flight.\u00a0 <\/span>The two men are round a hundred feet away, as I\u2019m getting more and more tired and struggling to find it in me to continue.\u00a0 <\/span>I look down just for a second, when I wipped my head back up, I saw a tree real close, I move in a falling way to the left as I almost clipped a tree, and fall over into the sandy ground.\u00a0 <\/span>I try to get up, knowing the men will be on top of me any minute, which I was right.\u00a0 <\/span>As I starrt pushing myself\u00a0 <\/span>up, back to a running position, one of the men gives me the \u2018push of his life\u2019 as I\u2019m send face-first back to the ground.\u00a0 <\/span>I moan in agony.\u00a0 <\/span>I quickly flip over to my back and sweep his leg out from under him.\u00a0 <\/span>As he falls back away from me I start to get back up again facing them, I draw my knife.\u00a0 <\/span>I can tell the other guy standing there cooun\u2019t be more angry with what Ive probobly put them through. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m willing to do what I need, are you?\u201d I yelled at the man standing.<\/p>\n In return I sesived a rather grim look on his face that turned into a twisted smile, as he pulled out a taser.\u00a0 <\/span>I took a step back, and got ready.\u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n The man shot the taser at me just as I moved out of the way.\u00a0 <\/span>I raced twordes them, kife in hand. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I slashed just below his hip; he fell to his knees.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n And thats where I had gotten punched squire in the face.\u00a0 <\/span>The man who got knocked down was keeling behind the one with the taser out of sight.\u00a0 <\/span>When I slid over to cut near the hip, as I started coming back up to standing I noticed out of the corner of my eye, the punch coming.\u00a0 <\/span>I got knocked back to the ground, I got up faster than ever and went to cut him in the face.\u00a0 <\/span>He blocked it with his foreasm, and struck me in the ribs and disarmed my knife to the ground behind himself.\u00a0 <\/span>At this point the man who taiser me gave me a good \u2018o kick to the back, crumpling myself to the ground.\u00a0 <\/span>I fell facing the man to took my knife right out from under me.\u00a0 <\/span>As I fall I think fast, and fall into a forward roll, knocking the man in fount with my legs.\u00a0 <\/span>I quickly look for the knife before the mans frield come back.\u00a0 <\/span>He gives me a right roundhouse to the head; I block it and punch him in the thigh.\u00a0 <\/span>I still have one of the men pinned down.\u00a0 <\/span>He comes back two punches to the head, I dodge, this time a left kick to the head.\u00a0 <\/span>I catch the kick, and break his ankle, I then push him to the grond and either break or dislocate his knee.\u00a0 <\/span>I shift my stance to the other man.\u00a0 <\/span>The man gets up and pulls out a[police stick thing] I pull out the lost knife.\u00a0 <\/span>He makes the first move.\u00a0 <\/span>He swings the [stick] at my head violently, back and fourth hoping to hit something.\u00a0 <\/span>On the way back I catch the backswing on the outside of his arm.\u00a0 <\/span>My left is on his forearm, my right is on his wrist with the knife, I make the cut.\u00a0 <\/span>He instantly loosened his grip dropping to his knees holding his right hand with his left.\u00a0 <\/span>I take my knife, dripping in blood, I give a slight smile \u201cIt\u2019s not mine this time.\u201d\u00a0 <\/span>I took the blade, chiburui there make it better.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cYou’ll have to try better next time. So sorry about your wrist and your legs, I did what I needed to, I\u2019ll be going now.\u201d\u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n The man stared talking, I stopped\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cYou can\u2019t possibly think we are the only two on the job do you?\u201d\u00a0 <\/span>If not us, more will be after you, it’s only time.\u201d\u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I resist giving him a swift kick in the face, and start walking\u00a0 <\/span>away. \u00a0 <\/span>I see a sign,\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cvillage: 2miles\u201d I was there before sunset. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I started walking around before noticing people were giving we weird looks. \u00a0 <\/span>Thats when I noticed I was covered in blood, not compleeatly covered, but more than I should be- which is none.\u00a0 <\/span>I jogged through the town looking for a place to stay.\u00a0 <\/span>I see a sign reading vacancy, I slowly open the door. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I get to my room\u00a0 <\/span>after only 10 minutes of getting there.<\/p>\n \u201cHi, I need a room for the night.\u201d \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cWe have many rooms available to choose from-\u201c<\/p>\n \u201cAny will do fine.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cVery well.\u201d\u00a0 <\/span>The owner says as he hands me the key, \u201cHere you are, 237, down the hall to the left.\u201d\u00a0 <\/span>He said in a matter-o-factly way.<\/p>\n I drag myself down the left hallway to the room.\u00a0 <\/span>I get to the door, I don\u2019t see anyone around, just me.\u00a0 <\/span>I put the key in the door and turn it open.\u00a0 <\/span>I walk in a rather spacious place, a small dark green chair with a wooden hand table next to it.\u00a0 <\/span>A smaller than average bed up against the yellow-colored wall.\u00a0 <\/span>I noticed a small clothes rack and no\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 <\/span>bureau; next to the clothes rack was a door for the bathroom.\u00a0 <\/span>Nothing special, typical, basic, no TV, no electricity or it wasn\u2019t working.\u00a0 <\/span>But they did have pluming so that was nice.\u00a0 <\/span>I went to the bathroom first to draw a bath,I took my clothes off and crawled in, into the rather colder than normal water.\u00a0 <\/span>But I didn\u2019t care.\u00a0 <\/span>I laid there in the tub, with my head on the wall, eyes closed.\u00a0 <\/span>The blood from my wounds engulfed the tub making it turn a fiery red, but I didn\u2019t care. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n After at least an hour of that, I decided that was enough, I stood up and looked for a towel.\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cWhite, white, they’re all white.\u201d \u00a0 <\/span>I shrugged, and grabbed one.\u00a0 <\/span>I patted myself dry, within an instant the white turned to red. \u00a0 <\/span>As I walked out I put my clothes on the rack and walked over to the bed.\u00a0 <\/span>I looked out the window, it was completely dark.\u00a0 <\/span>I lit a candle; using the candle light, I decided to look at my map.\u00a0 <\/span>I found where I was and where I need to get to for the flight tomorrow. \u00a0 <\/span>\u201cIt still about five miles away.\u201d I say aloud. I take a deep breath, blow the candle out and lie down the bed to fall asleep\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Part towards end<\/p>\n I wake up to what sounds like gun shots, the sun is just rising.\u00a0 <\/span>It’s still hard to see in the room.\u00a0 <\/span>I light a candle, and emeditly blow it out after I overhear someone saying\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cA man, did a man check into this room?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cLots of people , including men stay here, this is an Inn.\u201d\u00a0 <\/span>I heard the owner say.\u00a0 <\/span> \u201cYou are not permitted to go in, without-\u201c\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n The sound of another gunshot cut him off, for good. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cGood\u201d The lady said, \u201clets move.\u201d<\/p>\n I Grabbed my clothes and put them as quickly and as sightly as I could.\u00a0 <\/span>I grabbed the few things I had and leaped out the window.\u00a0 <\/span>I took off for the flight; I had five miles and only two hours. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n As I\u2019m running away I hear a man yell out,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cAhhh, he\u2019s not in here.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I cack a smile and keep running.<\/p>\n As I run I notice my clothes, especially my shirt are still blood colored.\u00a0 <\/span>Less noticeable, but still quite noticeable.\u00a0 <\/span>I duck into a clothes shop.\u00a0 <\/span>I buy some of the fist things I see.\u00a0 <\/span>Cargo brown shorts, and a Hawaiian yellow and pink, shirt, along with an oversized hat.\u00a0 <\/span>It was tacky, but I didn\u2019t care. I paid the man, who looked almost apologetic with my chose of clothing.\u00a0 <\/span>I keep running.\u00a0 <\/span>I knew they were following me, But I didn\u2019t know how close they were.\u00a0 <\/span>In the town I spend the night at, the central area was populated, people everywhere, easier to blend in, harder to move fast, more noticeable moving fast. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I check my watch, 85 minutes left, less than two miles to go.\u00a0 <\/span>I hear more gun shots, they are loud, like the one that woke me up this morning.\u00a0 <\/span>They\u2019er close.\u00a0 <\/span>I try to pick up the pace a little. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cTHERE\u201d I hear the man for before yell.<\/p>\n \u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 <\/span>I look back, \u201cHoly crap too close, too close\u201d<\/p>\n I make an all-out break for it, running as fast as I could amongst people.\u00a0 <\/span>Dodging and diving around people as I ran.\u00a0 <\/span>I check my watch, I had only 35 mineuts before my plane left without me; and I still had about a mile \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t let him out of your sight!\u201d The lady from before shouted out.\u00a0 <\/span>I just need to et out of this town and down the hill is the plane, not far, I kept telling myself.\u00a0 <\/span>I get to the hill and see the plane, people were finishing up boarding on the runway. I get down the hill and start running on the flat land.\u00a0 <\/span>I see a worker up near the plane.<\/p>\n \u201cHey, hold the plane, hold the plane.\u201d\u00a0 <\/span>It was ovouius he could hear me.\u00a0 <\/span>It was then I relised I was no longer surrounded by people, but on a wide open flat land.\u00a0 <\/span>Completely vulnerable from any potential gun shots. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n The plane is 500 feet away, with five left. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s there.\u201d I here behind me<\/p>\n Soon I fear what I will hear next: gun shots.\u00a0 <\/span>I kept running.\u00a0 <\/span>I think I got shot or at least nick on the side of my arm, but I still didn\u2019t care.\u00a0 <\/span>I looked up the worked was moving the loading dock.\u00a0 <\/span>More gun shots behind me.\u00a0 <\/span>Two\u00a0 <\/span>minute, left, in plain sight.\u00a0 <\/span>The loading dock is now a few feet away forom the plane, as I run up it and jump over the gap, into the plane, I take my seat as the plane takes off.\u00a0 <\/span>I never felt so relieved before.\u00a0 <\/span>People were giving me wired looks, not that I cared, I was safe even if it wasn\u2019t going to be that long I know I was a free man for the next eight hours.\u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n 3rd<\/sup> Act to end<\/p>\n The plane lands eight hours latr, in [place], I grab my bags and we all start walking off the pane in an orderly-fashion way.\u00a0 <\/span>We walked down the metal stairs that they slid up to the side of the plane.\u00a0 <\/span>Theres a few people infrot of myself, until I hear-<\/p>\n \u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cThere he is coming down that plane.\u201d I hear the man from before shouting to his group.<\/p>\n Next thing I know I hear gun shots, and with just a few seconds I went to\u00a0 <\/span>be first of the plane.\u00a0 <\/span>Dodging people to get around, sliding down the handrails to get down.\u00a0 <\/span>I kept running, weapons were in my bag and I didn\u2019t have any time to try and get them out.\u00a0 <\/span>I could hear cars honking and see bight lights from buildings illuminating from the short distance, but I still didn\u2019t know exactly how far.\u00a0 <\/span>As I\u2019m running out of the airport termal I see a golf cart, something they used for work delivering something, or getting to a place far away, I thought.\u00a0 <\/span>I made way to the other side with the cart.\u00a0 <\/span>I hoped in the seat and hit the gas, nothing not even a little something. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cNo keys.\u201d I said \u201cWhere-\u201d \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I had found them as quickly as I found the cart in the first place; they were in cup holder.\u00a0 <\/span>Put the keys in started it up and stomped the gas-I was out of there.<\/p>\n I tour down the road faster then was expecting\u00a0 <\/span>and got out on the main road that led into that close by town.\u00a0 <\/span>I hear my gun shots and this time hear a woman say,<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s cleaver taking the cart, I bought we could catch him before he got away.\u00a0 <\/span>I was wrong.\u201d\u00a0 <\/span>I hear, I was just out of ear-shot but what she said next should something like,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cYou two go back and get the car, we\u2019re going after that man.\u00a0 <\/span>GO!\u201d<\/p>\n My little golf cart was going rather fast for something this size, I knew a car would compete with it and id be in trouble once they got their car. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I go past a sign that said<\/p>\n Next town 0.5KM, Take Next Right<\/i><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/span>I didn\u2019t know how far a kilometer was, but I had a feeling it was more than a mile. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n As the next right approaches, I turn the cart hard and take that turn on two wheels.\u00a0 <\/span>My speed increases and I plummet down a hill to the town.\u00a0 <\/span>As I\u2019m going down the hill I can start to see houses and business about.\u00a0 <\/span>I see a wide open arena, like a park, and on the opposite side was lot of cars and traffic.\u00a0 <\/span>I start to realize that Im going to need to stop, and hit the breaks.\u00a0 <\/span>Doing this made the worse screeching sound I had ever heard, I knew I had just made some lengthy skid-marks and wondered how long they were.\u00a0 <\/span>I skid down and stop by hitting a potted plant, though not too badly, I didn\u2019t get flung out the cart.\u00a0 <\/span>I get off the cart, hard on head, questing my decisions that were over in a flash.<\/p>\n \u201cHey, are you alright.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cAre you alright.\u201d<\/p>\n I looked over to see an older man , looks in his mid 70s I thought, and he didn\u2019t seen like a weak old man, as he walked over using a walking stick.\u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cYou okay.\u201d He said as he got much close to me.<\/p>\n \u201cMe?\u00a0 <\/span>Oh yeah, I\u2019m perfectly fine.\u201d<\/p>\n The man looked uncertain with my response.<\/p>\n \u201cDown the hill, Move it.\u201d\u00a0 <\/span>I hear<\/p>\n I turn around to see them flying full-force down the hill in their car, faster than I could have hoped to be going. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cCatch that man or else you\u2019ll be sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s going on? Do you need help?\u201d\u00a0 <\/span>The older gentleman asked<\/p>\n \u201cWhat, oh no I don\u2019t think you want to help me, plus Im all set, I can handle myself.\u201d<\/p>\n I see the car nearly hit another plotted plant right next to where I crashed my cart, they had dogged it and started loosing control. I see the car crash into the side of a building abousulty destroying the side of their car and maybe even the building.\u00a0 <\/span>I see them get out of their vehicles, \u2018guns a blazing\u2019 walking slow twords me, I knew this must be the end, and I knew they thought the same as well.<\/p>\n Now there\u2019s just a one of road separating us; and I noticed it wasn\u2019t a heavy traffic kind of day.<\/p>\n \u201cQuick follow me.\u201d\u00a0 <\/span>The man then grabs my wrist and yanks me down the road. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cWahh.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat are you doing, I was fine.\u201d\u00a0 <\/span>I say as he drags on.<\/p>\n \u201cNO, you weren\u2019t, that lady was going to have her goons shot you, and we don\u2019t tolerate that nonsense here.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell\u201d I thought about arguing my point, why they were after me, but decided agent it and said, \u201cOkay,\u201d with a\u00a0 <\/span>smile.<\/p>\n Then the man brings me down an alley, it was a tight fit and had a pungent smell. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cIn here\u201d He saids as he seemingly opens a door out\u00a0 <\/span>of nothing.<\/p>\n \u201cGo.\u201d I gestures me in.\u00a0 <\/span>I notice he looks around, both sides slowly before joining me inside. \u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I now could more clearly make out his figure and how he looked.\u00a0 <\/span>He had bolding white hair and a ratty-old jean jacket, I noticed he also wore brown pants with a brown belt. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cThose people look like they want to hurt you.\u201d He said as soon as he close the door<\/p>\n \u201cWhat gave it away them shoot?\u201d I say.<\/p>\n He looked a little puzzled then said\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cYeah!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can help you, and I won\u2019t let them harm you.\u201d\u00a0 <\/span>The man said as he piers out the window curtain.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cI thank you for you help, I truly do, but you don\u2019t\u2026\u201d I thought of what I was going to say,\u201cYou don\u2019t know what you\u2019re up against.\u201d\u00a0 <\/span>I say in a defeated manor. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cWell maybe not, but I can still help,\u201d I look up at him as he says, \u201cok take you shirt and pants off.\u201d \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cWHAT!\u201d I say as if this kind old man would say such a thing.<\/p>\n \u201cThose people after you know you clothes, they know you, if you change that-\u201c<\/p>\n \u201c-I blend in better.\u201d I said finishing his sentience.<\/p>\n \u201cExactly.\u201d He said with a point of his hand.<\/p>\n As I was changing my clothes the man bright in some of his old clothes for me to ware instead.\u00a0 <\/span>He brought out a black button-down long sleeve shirt and dark blue pants.<\/p>\n \u201cDarker colors will help you blend in better.\u201d He says.\u00a0 <\/span>As he put a big-o\u2019 hat on my head. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Then we heard a some steps and a bang, not a gunshot but still something loud.\u00a0 <\/span>The man ran to his bedroom and looked out the window.<\/p>\n \u201cHey come here.\u201d He said as he motioned me over.<\/p>\n \u201cIs that those people after you?\u201d He pointed to the people just outside the window.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, that\u2019s them alright.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cQuickly now.\u201d We scurried back to the entryway.<\/p>\n \u201cNow listen to me, there\u2019s not a to of time.\u201d
\n\u201cOut of my way.\u201d Said what sounded\u00a0 <\/span>like a woman\u2019s voice.\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cI will fine hime myself.\u201d \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n