SEVENTY ONE

Shit! I'm going to die.

"Get up."

I shiver in place.

"I said fucking get up!"

I glare at her, telling her through my eyes I can't get up.

"Fuck!" Heather swore, pulled out the keys, and unlocked my hand. And at that moment, once the handcuff is off and with every bit of my strength force myself to push her out of the way.

I hit her in the face with everything left in my body, from my brain to my feet. I ran.

I heard her scream behind me, and fire shot. Luckily, she misses taking the shot.

It was still dark out, and I was not stopping for anything and for sure as hell not taking my time to run. I have to get away fast. My limbs are starting to warm up since I'm outside. Only the nightly breeze is not much colder than a thousand-pound freezer, but I never thought I'd be here in Bun-Bun World.

"Effie, where are you?" Heather sang with a malicious tone, sending chills up my spine.

I'm a bit weak, but I'm not stopping, no matter how much in pain. I turned to the corner and ran down to mor