All I remember is not being able to think clearly. I felt hundreds of little glass shards hitting me in dozens of places. Ian and Amy were still on the bed, again, holding hands, for a sense of security.
"We have to go!!" I scream. They follow me back to the steps to get downstairs, but at the bottom of the steps, was a red-head. I'd seen him on the news before, his name was Jarred.
"How did you get out of prison," Ian asks.
" They needed an assassin, and I wanted to get out of prison, so now my job is to kill you"
" None of us are dying today," I say.
" Are you sure?"
That's when I realize that he has a gun pointed right at me! An then he pulls the trigger. A searing pain shoots through my right leg, it's a bloody mess. I can't feel or bare to look at my leg. The last thing I see before I black out, is Ian and Amy picking me up and jumping out the window.
