Rebecca ran onto the terrace.She saw the maze of pipes.The people following her were closeby. She could here the light thumps of the footsteps on the concrete stairs.She hurried her pace running through the pipes,avoiding hurdles and jumping and ducking under the water tanks.She turned to see how close they had come.Just then her foot got stuck in some metal knob and she lost her balance landing on her hands .Gathering herself quickly, she hid behind a wall.She checked her forehead for any cuts.There were none, but she was sure to have bruised her cheek or her forehead with the impact.
It had been three months since she had been on the run.Getting to know the secrets of the evil Society was not exactly her plan, but while researching for her college project she just happened to stumble on them.The problem was when 'they' realised that she knew.She peeped a little, saw two men with guns drawn out, looking under the tanks.A third man was instructing someone on his walkie talkie.Rebecca had to leave the building before they surrounded all the exits.Their black coats and leather gloves reminded her of the dead Kings from Lord of the Rings.Only here no ring held the power nor was there any Gandalf to save her.She was on her own.
The men were approaching fast.She had to think quick.Looking around, she saw an old metal ladder, it went right down to the landing on the building's first floor.Hauling herself over the edge, she planted her left foot on the top step.With a prayer on her lips, wishing that her little rusted saviour wouldn't give away or creak she settled her right leg on it and began her descent.She dared not look below.The men were directly above from where she was climbing down.She realised that she had to hurry.Sliding down the last five six steps, she balanced herself on the landing.
Rebecca looked around, the ladder taking her down was broken.She had no option but to jump.It was cold.She was already hurt....
It had been three months since she had been on the run.Getting to know the secrets of the evil Society was not exactly her plan, but while researching for her college project she just happened to stumble on them.The problem was when 'they' realised that she knew.She peeped a little, saw two men with guns drawn out, looking under the tanks.A third man was instructing someone on his walkie talkie.Rebecca had to leave the building before they surrounded all the exits.Their black coats and leather gloves reminded her of the dead Kings from Lord of the Rings.Only here no ring held the power nor was there any Gandalf to save her.She was on her own.
The men were approaching fast.She had to think quick.Looking around, she saw an old metal ladder, it went right down to the landing on the building's first floor.Hauling herself over the edge, she planted her left foot on the top step.With a prayer on her lips, wishing that her little rusted saviour wouldn't give away or creak she settled her right leg on it and began her descent.She dared not look below.The men were directly above from where she was climbing down.She realised that she had to hurry.Sliding down the last five six steps, she balanced herself on the landing.
Rebecca looked around, the ladder taking her down was broken.She had no option but to jump.It was cold.She was already hurt....
