ch. 28

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No one's POV

Craig: "Wait, what? Jump? Are you outta your mind? We can't just jump from here! That's suicide!"

Molly: "What?! No! just follow my lead, you won't die, I promise!"

Craig's skepticism lingers, but he knows Molly wouldn't suggest something without a plan. Taking a deep breath, he finally nods.

Craig: "Fine, but if this gets us killed, I'll haunt you for the rest of eternity."

Molly: "Stupid ass I'll be dead too if we die!"

Molly then points to the small wooden cart below.

Molly: "See that cart down there? That's our ticket out of here. We're gonna jump onto it and use it to slide to the ground. Ready?

(Ain't no way that cart is gonna carry them💀)

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(Ain't no way that cart is gonna carry them💀)

Craig's expression remains apprehensive.

Craig: "Ready as I'll ever be... I guess."

Molly takes a deep breath and looks at Craig, making sure he's ready.

Molly: "On three. One... two... three!"

On the count of three, they both take a leap of faith, jumping from the rooftop towards the cart below.

Time seemed to slow as they leaped through the air, their hearts pounding with a mix of fear and adrenaline. The ground rushed up to meet them, the wind whipped past their ears, and then-THUMP - They landed on the cart with a jolt, the force nearly knocking the wind out of their lungs.

The cart, propelled by their impact, begins to slide across the uneven terrain, picking up speed as it hurtles towards the carriage, which was almost 15 feet away from them

Craig: "Oh shit we are actually gonna make it alive!"

Molly, gripping the sides of the cart tightly, can't help but grin.

Molly: "I told you I had it under control!"

Craig chuckles, exhilarated by the adrenaline rush.

Craig: "Alright, alright, I stand corrected! What's the next step?"

Molly: "Well, we- AH-"

The cart then trips over a rock, and then it falls on the front, which makes the group fall and the cart break easily.

The abrupt fall sends Craig and Molly tumbling to the ground, the impact jarring their bodies and scraping their skin against the crusty rusty, dry ass dirt floor which obviously you know it dang hurts when you fall on tiny pieces of rocks.

Craig: "Ouch, crap that hurt!"

Molly, her eyes wide with shock, looks around dazed and disoriented.

Molly: "shit..."

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