he’s getting chased by guards, he runs down the hall as fast as he can. One of the guards manages to get a good strike at his side with a blade. He winces but keeps running, he takes a turn and another before hiding behind a large potted plant as the guards run past the hall he’s in. He looks at his wound on his side that is bleeding out and grimaces. Rummages through his bag to look around for his medical supplies, knowing he’s a goner if he gets caught
Comments
0No comments yet.