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Chapter 30 by GreenBean GreenBean

How to deal with this wrinkle?

Carefully walk past the gunsman

Jessica decided that nonchalance would e her best hope. Taking in one big breath to prepare herself, she strode forward, carefully placing her footsteps to keep them quietly as possible.
Just as she had passed the gunsman, he looked over his shoulder... to where she had been. Jessica froze up, and backtracked as the man turned to look over his other shoulder. Jessica's heart pounded in her chest, so loudly she thought the man could hear her heartbeat and was just messing with her. But one of his militia mates called out to him, and he brought his attention forward once more. Jessica hurried forward. 5 paces. 10 paces. 15 paces. Jessica's ears twitched as she heard the distinct mechanical nose of a gun primed. Ducking on instinct the shot rang overhead.
"Its a bloody hunter!" the gunsman cried out to his crew. Jessica thought hunters commanded more respect that being shot in the back... but such concerns could come later. Wide-eyed, Jessica kicked her body into motion before the rest the crew could mount on offense. They couldn't chase what they didn't see. Quickly Jessica found herself only able to maintain a mild hustle, but after another missed shot, and rounding putting a carriage between herself and the gunsman, she didn't hear any sounds of pursuit. "Scared her off I did" a distant boast was heard.

Heart still pounding, Jessica reached the street she lived off of. And only two blocks from home. But something was wrong. Then she saw it. Two pure yellow eyes stared her down from the center of the street, wreathed in black fur, she couldn't make it's exact shape. But it was right in front of the street of her home. Jessica stiffened. Then it started a strange gallop toward her, and Jessica fought down a cry of fear, she had become its prey. Desperate Jessica threw her gaze all around her, searching for escape. There was a home nearby with it's lights still on, incense burning on its doorstep. Twisting her head the otherway, further down this street was a clinic, Ioseka's clinic if her recalled correctly. So far most the beasts had been shown to have other hungers... perhaps... no, not again.

What option to take?

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