[April's hand reaches out to slap Marishka's away, her mind already calculating the speed of movement, and the odds of making it out of there alive. But the door was already shut, and with Marishka right there...
Dodging to the side, April threw the first thing that came to hand, hoping to catch Marishka off guard. Her other hand pressed a gun tight against her side as she scanned the room, shadowed edges slowly coming into focus.
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Dodging to the side, April threw the first thing that came to hand, hoping to catch Marishka off guard. Her other hand pressed a gun tight against her side as she scanned the room, shadowed edges slowly coming into focus.
Just where was Marishka now?]