I breath out a frustrated sigh.
Then get up and ask "Why?"
She gets up and grabs her things.
Then said "Let's go, we don't know what our noise brings."
Before I could talk we hear them coming.
So I grabbed my things and we started running.
I shot a few in the head and they fell.
One for every bullet shell.
She was able to take a few out too.
I was out of bullets and didn't know what else to do.
So I grabbed my knife and did what I can.
I shout "We need a plan."
She looks at me with a smirk on her face.
She runs faster so I do the same to keep her pace.
We turn right to a dead end street.
And the next thing I know I'm lifted off my feet.
