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Chapter 8 by Jnightshade Jnightshade

Run, fight, or sign?

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You smack Charlotte in the face and she goes down. You need to know who else has followed you. There is no sense running if you aren’t being chased. Several minutes go by. You begin to relax. Just as you are about to walk out slowly you hear her.

“There is no escape Linda.” Gina giggles. “I can smell your blood.”

You break into a run. You zig zag down several hallways trying to put some distance between you and Gina. Instead you hear footsteps drawing closer. You look about frantically for a weapon.

You curse. There is nothing you can use as a weapon. Then you see it. A painting of a goat headed creature in the midst of a orgy with a dozen human girls. However, it isn’t the painting you are interested in, but rather the frame. It is ornately carved, but appears to be made of oak. You tear the painting off the wall and smash it on the ground.

You tear a two and a half foot chunk of wood from the canvas. Conveniently, the broken side sports a wicked sharp point.

You turn just in time to see Gina five feet away and closing fast. You hold the broken frame up with the point towards the charging Gina. She fails to see it in time. You are nearly knocked over by the **** of Gina smashing into you.

You look at Gina’s face. Her eyes flicker a hungry red, but her expression is one of shock. You step back. The broken picture frame is lodged deep in Gina’s chest.

She moves her lips as if to say something. Then her body bursts into flames. You fall to the ground sitting against the side of the hall. You want to cry.

Then you see Tasha round the corner. You nearly cheer. You stand up and smile. Just maybe you’ll get out of here alive. Her petite frame seems to effortlessly glide down the hall. She looks powerful, confident, and sexy. You want to hug her.

Do you hug her?

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