The enemy leaps and crouches behind one of the many overturned tables. You fire a couple of shots to keep him pinned as you sprint towards the door. Reload. The anxious crowd has knotted into silence again. You fire two more bullets at the table and cover the last few feet to the door. Bursting outside, you swing a hard right and hug the side of the building. Now, you wait.
11.18.2009
Chapter 2 - The Future Wants Kings
Another excerpt from the 10 chapter short story. Is that too many chapters for a short story?
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