I stood on the glass floor, not even bothering to look at the wreckage downstairs. Instead, I walked intently around the room, hoping to see whoever had played the music. The place seemed empty. I strode towards the bar, the last hiding place.
Instead of finding an enemy, I found a bomb.
I took a closer look and saw a timer attached to what looked like plastic explosives, at least the way it looked in movies. I had about one minute to get clear. It seemed like they were wiling to go to great lengths to kill me. These drones had been mainly a distraction, which explained their overall lack of weaponry. I didn’t dwell on it, however. I ran.
Going downstairs and out the door would take too long. The hallway would take too long. I went for the windows. I didn’t see how I had much choice. One of the demons had left the building this way; I could see the broken window he had leaped from. I wasn’t close enough, but I could make my own hole. I reached a big window and fired my ancient revolver to shatter the glass, leaping out and tumbling to the alley two stories below with a horrifying thud. I popped my right shoulder and banged up my knee as I landed, the wind knocked from my lungs.
I didn’t have time to worry about it, beyond being glad I hadn’t broken anything. I pulled myself to my feet and lumbered down the ally as fast as I could. I shuffled in an awkward limping run, and made it to the street. By my best estimates, I had maybe twenty seconds. I wasn’t going to escape the blast.
I looked round the street, and was startled to see a familiar limo. I stumbled forward as the door was kicked open, and Lil gestured at me.
“Get in, get in, hurry!”
Not having many alternatives, and still being dizzy from the fall, I got in. Her driver gunned the engine and we pulled away rapidly. I watched the explosion from the rear window, as a fireball consumed the club.
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April 29, 2008 at 2:03 pm
Allan T Michaels
Ahhhh. So it’s all a plot by Lil and Lamb. Since he is a movie producer….that may seem why this portion of the book is so filmic.
Nice.
April 29, 2008 at 4:35 pm
nomananisland
Speaking of films, if anyone likes Star Wars check out my post today in “Rantings of an Arranged Mind,” where I rip George Lucas a new one. The Original Holy Trilogy was a big influence on me (and parts of NMAI).
Nice segue, thanks Allan.
April 29, 2008 at 4:39 pm
Allan T Michaels
Always happy to help out. 🙂
April 29, 2008 at 11:16 pm
Fiona
Saved by the belle, but what will be the toll?
April 30, 2008 at 12:38 am
nomananisland
Oh, I like that! 🙂
Ask not for whom the belle tolls, it tolls for thee.