She pauses, but time is of the essence.
A cloudy sky shrouds the night in darkness. He is getting closer. She can feel it.
Gunshots suddenly break the silence. A shooting pain radiates down her arm. She falls to the ground. If she doesn’t get up, then her goose is cooked.
***
“Ouch!”
“Sweetie, stop watching action films before bedtime. Your body can’t take much more,” says her husband as he lifts her off the bedroom floor.