[ pale eyes dart right and left even before she asks the question. there's a frown marring his face, his own grip on the cold frame of his handgun tightening.
a blink. the building to the left? no. too old, decrepit, with too much open space. another blink. to the right? it's a long sprint to the building, but its structure seemed more solid. and they could then maneuver the rooftops, if necessary. the buildings straight? not their best shot.
a breath. it's not the best analisys, but it's the best one he can do with the shortening time. so he points right. ] The warehouse there.
[ his hand is already travelling to get a hold on her forearm, if only to direct her, quickly, sharply, to the right way.
the next word is barked out just as briskly: ] Run.
[ they need to put as much space between them and those corpses as possible. that was their top priority. any form of conversation, all deductions, will come later.]
hulllooo! :')
a blink. the building to the left? no. too old, decrepit, with too much open space. another blink. to the right? it's a long sprint to the building, but its structure seemed more solid. and they could then maneuver the rooftops, if necessary. the buildings straight? not their best shot.
a breath. it's not the best analisys, but it's the best one he can do with the shortening time. so he points right. ] The warehouse there.
[ his hand is already travelling to get a hold on her forearm, if only to direct her, quickly, sharply, to the right way.
the next word is barked out just as briskly: ] Run.
[ they need to put as much space between them and those corpses as possible. that was their top priority. any form of conversation, all deductions, will come later.]