As you franticly search for the keys to free yourself of your shackles, you hear more men approaching, calling out for their fallen comrade, seemingly only about 25 feet away. Just as you find the keys, you get a tug of fear in your stomach, at what they would do if they discovered you and what you did. Freeing yourself, you decide that your well being has a higher priority than supplies.
Hearing the voices from your right, you take off at an alarming speed. It appears they didn't witness your flight, but they swear angrily at the site before them in sporting goods. Looking back at the direction from where the anger exploded, finding yourself both guilty for taking someone's life once again and thankful for all those years on your schools track teams. Unaware of the obstacle you just hit at your top speed.
Upon impact you give a gasp of air and fall on your soft arse, legs spread, forearms on the cold mall floor protecting you from cracking your skull. Your unexpected obstacle stumbles forward just as blind to this **** as you are, but quickly rebounds....
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