I run out of the building where I work and straight into the pouring rain. The cold droplets hit my face like ice cold tears. I need to run, my heart is pumping and the adrenaline is insane. I can hear a voice calling from behind me but my instincts are telling me to not look back. Don't look back, run, hide. The parking lot is filled with cars, where do I go? He's coming, he's coming for me. I can hear his deep voice echo through the air..."You belong to me! He can't have you now, no one can have you!" The woods behind the receiving dock, I can hide deep in the woods till the police get here. I here shots ring out into the air, I duck behind a jeep, hold my breath and wait. If I can just get two rows over I can sneek around the side of the building and run to the woods. I hear people all around me screaming, crying. Running, the foot steps of people running is just as loud in my ears as my own heartbeat. This is all my fault. If I would have shut down his advances towards me right in the beginning no one would be dead right now. Oh my god, what have I done? I look to my left, my co-worker Todd is slumped over holding his shoulder. He lifts his head to look at me as a crouch down near the tire. He asks "What the fuck is happening right now, he came in and just starting shooting everone." "Jesus Todd, are you ok?" I ask out of breath. "I think so, bullet just grazed me, I saw Sam go down as I was running out...he was bleeding pretty bad." Tears start to blur my vision, this is all because of me. "Todd, listen to me...I have to hide, I'm gonna try to get to the back of the building to the woods, please tell the cops where I am when they get here, promise me!" He pleads with me...."Stay the fuck where you are, if you move he will shoot you, are you fucking crazy?" "You dont understand, its me he wants, if I run to the woods...he follows me, no one else gets hurt." "What are you talking about?" "Todd I don't have time to explain, jesus will you just tell them when they get here, find me in the woods!" I look over the hood of the jeep...hes scanning the lot, gun in hand, i get on my hands and knees and crawl to the next car, and the next...stay low, stay low. Theres a mini van in the last parking spot before the edge of the building. Holy fuck, I have to run across 3 open spots to get to it. I dont know if he will see me. Do I go slow, or sprint...whats more noticeable....oh fuck, what do I do??? What do I do? If I run it will attract too much attention. I gotta go slow, blend in. I stop for a second, close my eyes and breathe. I'm dying inside, he came in looking for me, but his intention was to kill Luke. I can see Lukes beautiful face as he's walking towards my desk. Those piercing blue eyes that can see every piece of me, down to my core. I dont know if hes dead or alive right now...im dying, im fucking dying inside. The flash of light, Lukes face, him falling backward, me turning to look behind me where the shot came from...Johns face as he swung the gun from side to side, shooting anyone or anything in his way. His face had such a look of sick satisfaction. I ducked under my desk. I wanted to go to Luke but John was calling my name... "Rachel, Rachel, its just you and me now, just you...and me! He can't have you Rachel." I knew if I didnt get out of there I was the next to get shot. All I could do was have faith Luke would make it, and save myself. Ok, ok pull it together...stay low and slow...low and slow. On my hands and knees, sopping wet with rain I slink through the puddles like a wet cat. Slowly, I can see his blurry shadow out of the corner of my eye....why the fuck are the police not here yet?? Its only been minutes since the first shot rang out, time is stuck in slow motion for me, the crawl is taking forever. Half way across, I stop suddenly...I see kayla by the mini van, shes shaking and rocking back and forth crying hysterically. She see me, stands up running towards me.. "no, no, no Kayla, go back, get down!" I yell. Shes running straight at me. Fuck! I get up to run and drag her back to the mini van but I'm too late. John has spotted us, he aims and picks her off before i could get there, I keep running past her, past the mini van and make a break for the corner of the building. I glance back over my sholder but I don't see John, I don't see him. He's on the move...after me. The woods are right there, keep running, keep running...don't look back.
