Just Run

Mara knew she couldn't fight off two of these daemons (and didn't like her odds against just one at a time either) but since ground floor was no longer an option, she decided to take her chances elsewhere. One of the rooms was over some sort of lean-to. That's as good as she could hope for. She closed the door to the room as quietly as she could. "I can hear youuuuu!" she heard her former friend shout. Shit. Discarding all subtlety, Mara pushed a cabinet with all her strength to make it fall down in front of the door, as a makeshift barricade. Then she grabbed a chair and broke one of the windows. By the time she had the way open, she looked behind her and saw a crimson fist punch a hole through the door. Dammit. That barricade would not buy her much time.

Mara got out through the window and dropped onto the roof just as she heard the door being smashed into splinters and the poor cabinet sliding across the floor. _No time to look back now. _As Mara dropped down from the roof, she felt the air as the third demon- Fuck! Forgot about Jack's sister. -missed her by hair as it flew over her. Then she ran. She didn't think, she didn't look behind her or over her, she just ran.

Mara could hear the laughter behind her, the succubi and the incubus must have enjoyed toying with their prey. Mara got scratches and bruised on her from bumbing into things and going over fences, but she didn't care. After a while, the laughter became more distant, but Mara didn't dare to slow down and hope that the daemons had finally gotten bored of her. She dodged into alleyways and ran. When it felt like her lungs were on fire and every muscle begged for rest, she saw an open door. A metal door even. Mara dodged inside and pulled the door shut behind her. If anything, this could buy her some more time at least.

Mara collapsed against the door and slowly slid down. Trying to catch her breath. Now that she had stopped, all the pain and aches that her adrenaline had been postponing began to announce their presence. Didn't news say something about infection spreading from bodily fluids and scratches? Did I get anything on myself? Mara thought. She would have to check her injuries now. She wiped sweaty hair from over her eyes and looked around.