Lacrimosa wrote:
(it sounds siiick CX)
I heard Suki squeal and whipped around, seeing a guy poke at her side with his knife. I threw a knife and lodged it in his forehead, but the damage was done- a dangerous amout of blood was already seeping through her shirt. We would have to get her the hospital. One problem- if we went to the hospital, they would ask questions, so we needed an alibi and a story. Luckily, I thought of one that would also be believable to the cops. "Suki, come on, we have to go. Now." I said sharply.