Inside The Wall - Caleb VanSteenwyk (short books to read .txt) 📗

of buildings. The gunfire made me jump when it started, and once it did, it would not end. It was one ceaseless, continual line of death, coming towards us at immeasurable speed. I knew that either one of us could be hit at any moment, and knocked down off of the building.
I looked for any solution. The line of buildings we were running on was going to end soon, and we’d have nowhere to go, assuming we made it that far. There were no detours or turns available before this, and I tried to assess my options. Option one: Get shot, fall, and die. Option two: Get to the end, fall, get shot, and die. Option three… Jump now.
“Follow me!” I screamed, and jumped off the buildings to the side opposite of the guards, creating a barrier between them and us. The rest followed me down, all of us rolling on the ground as we did so. Tyson struggled to maintain his balance as he landed on the ground, and Scar helped steady him, so Clyde wouldn’t get hurt, or crushed under Tyson’s weight.
We ran for a long time, criss-crossing and circling in every direction, to make sure the guards couldn’t find us. When we had been running for at least ten minutes, we stopped and sat down. None of us said anything. None of us wanted to.


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