@@@@@Was that a footstep by the door? Or just my imagination? How long had this
silent standoff lasted? I couldn’t guess how many seconds or minutes had passedelanie knew that the stalling would soon be at an endShe wanted me to clench
the rock tighter
But I would give flight a chance firstI would not be an effective fighter, even if I could bring
myself to tryKyle was probably twice my weight, and he had a much longer reach
I raised the hand with the pebbles and aimed them toward the back passage to the latrine
Maybe I could make him think that I was going to hide and hope for rescueI threw the handful
of small stones and shied away from the noise when they clattered against the rock wall
The breath at the door again, the sound of a light footfall headed toward my decoyI edged as
quietly along the wall as I could
What if there are two?
I don’t know
I was almost to the exitIf I could just make the tunnel, I thought I could outrun himI was
lighter and fast
I heard a footstep, very clearly this time, disrupting the stream in the back of the room
A gigantic splash shattered the tense standoffWater pelted my skin, making me gaspIt
spattered against the wall in a wave of wet sound
He’s coming through the pool! Run!
I hesitated just a second too longBig fingers clutched at my calf, my ankleI yanked against
the pull, lurching forwardI stumbled, and the momentum that threw me down to the floor
made his fingers slipI kicked it off, leaving it in his hand
I was down, but he was down,

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