What to do?

... to scream in agony. The policeman falls to the ground and twitches periodically. What the hell have you done to him? As you turn to run again, you feel a sharp pain in the back of your ankle. You quickly turn your head and are horrified to see the policeman clamping down on your tendon with his teeth. You use your other foot to kick him away, then dash over a fence. You seem to have lost them, but it would be best to stay on the move. Step after step, your stride begins to shorten, not dramatically, but definately noticable. There is a church not too far off with a light in one of its windows. You could hide out there while things quiet down or you can keep running.

Written by Razor367 (edited by phaedrus)

To the Church

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