I walked through the snow and into the stables. I could hear his footsteps
behind me; he was about twenty or twenty-five feet behind me. I think he
thought he was actually sneaking up on me. I contained my laughter and kept
walking. I opened the door and walked inside, when a plan suddenly formed
in my head with Anna's basic outline of what she was supposed to do. All I
had to do was keep him occupied while everyone else set him up inside. I
climbed up the ladder and onto the platform above the horses without making
so much as a creak in the old ladder. I listened to the door re-open and
him enter. He walked around the horses for a while when finally he gave up
on the whole silence thing.
"Bianca, oh, Bianca. I know you're in here. So just come out and I'll give you one quick one to the head like I did with your little friend Frankie!" e laughed. I was so going enjoy watching him be caught. The moonlight shone in from outside and onto the path he was walking. He kept walking, not realizing that I wasn't even down there. He was about ten feet from me when I saw him pull a gun out from a gun holster. 'Come on, just a little closer!' I thought to myself. It was about a fifteen-foot drop from the platform to the floor and I hoped landing on him would break my fall. He was right under me now still looking in each of the stable doors. One, two, three! I jumped down, landing straight on him, sending him to the ground with me. I heard his gun clatter out of his hand and slide into a shadow under a nearby horse. While he was temporarily disabled, I took the chance and started to run to the other end of the stable. I took temporary shelter behind a post. A few minutes went by and I still didn't hear anything. I couldn't have hurt him that bad, I cautiously walked over to the spot where I had jumped him, but he was gone. I spun around but it was too late; a sharp hand caught me right across the face and knocked me to the ground. I looked up and saw the ghostly outline of Chris Stamp standing over me.
"Bianca, oh, Bianca. I know you're in here. So just come out and I'll give you one quick one to the head like I did with your little friend Frankie!" e laughed. I was so going enjoy watching him be caught. The moonlight shone in from outside and onto the path he was walking. He kept walking, not realizing that I wasn't even down there. He was about ten feet from me when I saw him pull a gun out from a gun holster. 'Come on, just a little closer!' I thought to myself. It was about a fifteen-foot drop from the platform to the floor and I hoped landing on him would break my fall. He was right under me now still looking in each of the stable doors. One, two, three! I jumped down, landing straight on him, sending him to the ground with me. I heard his gun clatter out of his hand and slide into a shadow under a nearby horse. While he was temporarily disabled, I took the chance and started to run to the other end of the stable. I took temporary shelter behind a post. A few minutes went by and I still didn't hear anything. I couldn't have hurt him that bad, I cautiously walked over to the spot where I had jumped him, but he was gone. I spun around but it was too late; a sharp hand caught me right across the face and knocked me to the ground. I looked up and saw the ghostly outline of Chris Stamp standing over me.
