Impure

Escaping isn't easy - Max

They ran up the stairs to the top floor of the house. The house was three stories tall, taller than most of the other house, which have Max an advantage to his plan, which he was making up as he went. "Quick! Get to the window!" Max yelled at Chloe, running towards the window. Chloe stood aside as Max jumped through the window, shattering glass on the roof of the next door house. "Argh fuck!" He yelled putting his arm on his right arm. "Jump!" He yelled at Chloe, attracting the attention of the people below. She jumped just in time as the guards got to the window just as she landed on the roof. "Let's go." Max said.
They ran across the rooftops as fast as they could. The guards following them across the roof lost them because they were to slow but the guards on the ground were much better runners. They ran until they reached a gap between the building that was about three metres wide. "I can make it, can you?" Max asked Chloe. "I don't want to risk it." Chloe said, but at that moment she got shot in the leg, and her body fell off the side of the building. "Shit!" Max yelled, jumping into the window in the next building over.
By the time he got down to where Chloe's body had landed, she was gone. She had either gotten away or gotten kidnapped. Max didn't plan to stick around and find out so he kept running, now on ground level. He was running behind the houses, away from the streets and large groups of guards. He broke into the back door of a house, hoping the owners would be distracted by to activities on the street. Luckily for him, they weren't home. He found an automatic rifle easily.
It seemed that everybody had a gun prepared for something disastrous such as an apocalypse.
The gun had a silencer and a magazine capacity of forty seven bullets. "This should do," Max told himself. He went up to the second floor and looked out the window, eyes pointed directly at the gate which was being guarded by, what he had counted to be, twenty five guards. "I can take them all out," he said hopefully. He opened the window and aimed the gun, spraying bullets in all directions and hoping for a chance to get away. Once the gun ran out of bullets he dropped it to the floor and looked hopefully out the window. He saw about twenty guards wounded and bleeding on the floor helplessly.
He looked in the closet of the bedroom and found a shirt to put on instead of his sweaty shirt that he was wearing. He also found a beanie and some sun glasses. "Here goes nothing," he told himself as he left the house with his new look. He walked the street towards the gate which was almost isolated now which surprised Max. He told himself that they would be somewhere getting healed. He looked around and saw a chance to run.
He sprinted as fast as he could towards the gate. He was panting for breath but he wanted to get out of there more than he wanted to breath so he kept pushing on. He reached the gate and an alarm sounded. Guards started to appear in windows, guns pointed at him. Max tried to think of something smart to say. "Hello, I am Max. My friends know me as, Please don't fucken shoot me!" He yelled frightened.
A car horn beeped in the distance and he saw a four wheel drive smash through a pile of barrels. "Shoot that huge car instead!" Max yelled. He didn't expect them to listen but they did. He didn't know why until the car pulled up beside him and the driver demanded he jumped in. The driver was his friend, Lewis. He jumped into the passenger seat and Lewis drove out the gates without getting anybody in the car shot.
"Nice to see you again." He heard a voice come from the back seat, it was Chloe. "I thought they kidnapped you!" Max yelled, excited to see her. "Nah, Lewis here came and saved me. He was following us the whole time. He's been in that base for a whole week. "That explains your absence from school." Lewis nodded, "Got in. Then I couldn't find a way out." Max looked back at the road, "Well we just made it out, where to now?" He asked.