SIXTY TWO

"There you are," then smacked me hard with her shotgun.

I fell back on the floor and quickly moved to the side when she took a shot.

I dash past her, heading to the emergency exit while she continues to shoot at me. I ran down a few stairs far down but stopped to catch my breath. Sitting on the bottom steps, I panted and then lay my back on the cold wall when I felt a warm, stinking pain on the back of my arm.

My other hand reaches on my back and pulls to find fresh blood.

Luckily, I've been shot in the arm, but it's a flesh wound; otherwise, if I didn't dodge, it would be the end of me. I wasn't quick enough because the virus was making me lose strength.

"Shit," I hiss. Then, I reached my pouch and applied medical treatment to myself.

It was a quick fix, and I applied the wrap when I heard Eva roaring and looking for me.

"You can't hide forever, Little Sparrow," Eva taunted as she pulled another gunshot on me. "Soon, the virus will take over your body, and once I kill you, I'll be kn