Excerpt - Drunk Three

“Oh, Gods.” What the hell. It’s coming for me. She egged herself on, forcing sore muscles to move and carry her up the stairs. She threw her shoulder into the door but missed the push bar. The force of the impact knocked her backward; she bounced off the steel door, nearly falling over.

“Chrissy, you can't hide from me.” The voice singsonged up the stairs.

“Crap!” She looked at the door, this time noticing the push bar. Pushing hard, she went through the door, immediately turned right, and made a beeline for the roof of the bar. I can make it! Her legs pumped hard and she threw her weight forward, pushing off, head back, and cleared the three feet between the buildings with ease.

Landing on the roof of the bar, she twisted her ankle and crumpled, somersaulting across the roof and coming to a stop on her back. The night sky glimmered above her and for a moment she could do nothing but lay there.

“Chrissy! I’m coming for you!”

The voice cut through the numbness overcoming her thoughts, bringing the pain of her fall to the front of her mind. Clumsily, she stood and looked behind her. Oh, fuck. It's coming! She limped to the roof access door; it didn’t move. She tried again, harder until she realized it was locked. Turning around, she could see the creature coming across her building’s roof. What do I do? She tried to get her befuddled mind to turn the problem over. The fire escape! “Yes!”

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