"Do you have any ammo in your guns?" I asked Q-Ball as we both long-
distance sprinted down the street, not looking back.
"No, I wasted all of it on you!" He replied.
A chunk of brick exploded beside me.
"They're on the rooftops!" I yelled and dove behind a car.
"You're kidding me! How is this happening? It's a simulation, not the real thing! And I know that those two people were not programmed into it!" Q-Ball was shouting over the noise of bullets hitting the concrete, brick and metal.
"I don't know how or what, but something's gone wrong," I yelled back "You're damn right something's wrong! We're gonna be killed!" He screamed.
"Shut up and settle down, we're not gonna die," I said.
His eyes were still larger than normal, filled with panic, but they still had an intelligent spark to them.
"On the count of three, run to your left, as low and fast as you can, then turn right, I. What the?" I trailed off as I looked across the street to the right and watched as a woman stuck her head out, grabbed her black cat that attempted to jump out the window, looked around in panic, then shut her window, but two seconds later, opened it, caught the cat and looked around in the same fashion that she had just done.
"Whoa, Deja vu," I murmured, then turned to Q-Ball, who was waiting for me to complete my sentence.
"Uh, turn right on the first street. Got it?" I finished.
"Yeah," he said.
"One," I said. Bullets started to rip into the ground around us again.
"Two," A distant explosion.
"Three!" The bullets stopped and we bolted out from behind the cars to the other side of the street where the agents on top of the roof couldn't get a clear shot.
We pumped our way down to the approaching street. When we hit the intersection, we cornered around the light and sprinted down the street that paralleled the road that was chewed up with bullets.
The surroundings had started to fade into a more urban setting, with fewer trees, and a bunch of skyscrapers standing tall in the background ahead of us.
I sneaked a look behind us, but I didn't see any of the agents that had been following us on the rooftops, but I did hear a faint screaming of sirens.
"Follow me!" I yelled over to Q-Ball, slightly behind me and to my right.
I vaulted thirty feet onto the nearest building, this one a dentistry clinic with many windows. A dozen pairs of eyes followed me, from the lobby, and two from chairs, with people in white robes huddled over them.
When I landed, I took a moment to orient myself and decide on what to do next.
"Time is always against us," I murmured as I looked over the buildings to the sky, blue and white with a tint of green. Smoke was in the distance.
"Oh, yeah, the explosion," I thought.
"Alright, man, what do we do now?" Q-Ball asked, shocking me out of my thoughts.
"Towards the smoke, either it was an accident, or someone is here to rescue else. I know it's a guess, but that's all anyone can ever do," I said.
"No, I wasted all of it on you!" He replied.
A chunk of brick exploded beside me.
"They're on the rooftops!" I yelled and dove behind a car.
"You're kidding me! How is this happening? It's a simulation, not the real thing! And I know that those two people were not programmed into it!" Q-Ball was shouting over the noise of bullets hitting the concrete, brick and metal.
"I don't know how or what, but something's gone wrong," I yelled back "You're damn right something's wrong! We're gonna be killed!" He screamed.
"Shut up and settle down, we're not gonna die," I said.
His eyes were still larger than normal, filled with panic, but they still had an intelligent spark to them.
"On the count of three, run to your left, as low and fast as you can, then turn right, I. What the?" I trailed off as I looked across the street to the right and watched as a woman stuck her head out, grabbed her black cat that attempted to jump out the window, looked around in panic, then shut her window, but two seconds later, opened it, caught the cat and looked around in the same fashion that she had just done.
"Whoa, Deja vu," I murmured, then turned to Q-Ball, who was waiting for me to complete my sentence.
"Uh, turn right on the first street. Got it?" I finished.
"Yeah," he said.
"One," I said. Bullets started to rip into the ground around us again.
"Two," A distant explosion.
"Three!" The bullets stopped and we bolted out from behind the cars to the other side of the street where the agents on top of the roof couldn't get a clear shot.
We pumped our way down to the approaching street. When we hit the intersection, we cornered around the light and sprinted down the street that paralleled the road that was chewed up with bullets.
The surroundings had started to fade into a more urban setting, with fewer trees, and a bunch of skyscrapers standing tall in the background ahead of us.
I sneaked a look behind us, but I didn't see any of the agents that had been following us on the rooftops, but I did hear a faint screaming of sirens.
"Follow me!" I yelled over to Q-Ball, slightly behind me and to my right.
I vaulted thirty feet onto the nearest building, this one a dentistry clinic with many windows. A dozen pairs of eyes followed me, from the lobby, and two from chairs, with people in white robes huddled over them.
When I landed, I took a moment to orient myself and decide on what to do next.
"Time is always against us," I murmured as I looked over the buildings to the sky, blue and white with a tint of green. Smoke was in the distance.
"Oh, yeah, the explosion," I thought.
"Alright, man, what do we do now?" Q-Ball asked, shocking me out of my thoughts.
"Towards the smoke, either it was an accident, or someone is here to rescue else. I know it's a guess, but that's all anyone can ever do," I said.