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The woman limps closer Ally could see that where once a arm use to be on her left side was now gone, "Mrs Robison, are you listening?" Caleb calls out again.
There was kinda a grown. Like the one someone would do in pain but in a deeper voice with a growl.
Caleb keeps calling out to the old woman but she ignores him. Ally slips her empty hand into her shirt, feeling the grip of the gun handle. "Caleb," She calls back keeping her gaze on the woman. "Un lock the door,"
"But-"
"Caleb! Trust me!" Ally almost screams.
She Hears the jingle of keys.She waits. The old woman was not that far from her. Their gazes met. The woman's eyes were grey. "Ah crap," Ally says loudly same moment she heard the sound of keys dropping. "Crap,"Caleb swears more until they hear the successful sound of the door clicking open but it was too late, the old woman was too close. Her right hand went out to grab Ally quickly she steps back pulling the gun out and pulls the trigger. The woman crumbles to the ground with a whole in the middle of her head
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