100 WC week 23 Andrew T.

Stacy leaped over a wooden crate as bullets pinged the cement around her, like coins hitting metal.  She was in a vast warehouse teeming with hostile life, located on the fringes of civilization.  Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a ladder leading out to an open window, her last hope of ever escaping alive.  She sprinted towards the ladder, climbed it, and clambered up onto the roof.  She took the fateful jump off the roof, got a sinking feeling in her gut, and as she hit the pavement and blacked out a bright red liquid surrounded her.

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