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Although they had started off running in opposite directions, Carl and Sheen soon ended up nearly running into each other after a moment. They could see Jimmy slamming his spear into a cop's leg about twenty yards in front of them. Two cops were closing in on them.
"What do we do?" Carl nervously asked, trying to rid the image of a blood-stained Libby out of his mind.
Sheen tightened his grip on the small laser in his hand. "We fight!"
The two cops stood in front of the kids. Their hands rested on their gun holsters. Sheen closed his eyes and focused. What would Jimmy do? After what seemed like an eternity to Carl, Sheen shoved the laser in his back pocket and raised his hands.
"Alright, I surrender," Sheen said.
"Yay! It's over!" Carl shouted as the two cops handcuffed Sheen's hands behind his back.
"You have the right to remain silent," an officer said while closing the two steel circles around Sheen's wrists. "You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided to you..."
The cop's words appeared jumbled to Sheen as he slowly moved his hands behind his back. He carefully pulled the laser out of his pocket. Silently, he pressed the button that activated the device. The red beam easily sliced through the metal that trapped his hands.
"Do you understand these right as I have explained them to you?" the officer said while walking Sheen back up the hill.
"You killed my girlfriend!" Sheen angrily shouted while whipping his right hand around. The trailing chain of the broken handcuffs smacked the officer hard across the face. As the man stumbled backwards, Sheen jumped forward and ripped the gun out of the officer's holster.
Sheen spun around and emptied a bullet into the officer's leg. As his victim fell and the officer manning Carl turned to face him, he fired three quick shots at Carl's assailant. The officer fell down, clutching his knee. Sheen aimed his gun back at the fallen cop beside him.
"Grab his gun!" Sheen shouted to Carl.
Carl just stood there as the officer slowly regained his footing. Sheen was in no position to help. He was ten yards away and on the ground due to the gun's recoil. The force emitted by the gun felt like he had been hit by a car.
The officer finally got back up to his feet and hobbled towards Carl. He pulled out his gun. Just then Jimmy ran up behind the cop and smacked him hard across the back of the head with his spear. The man's skull cracked as he fell to the ground. Jimmy smashed his spear into the officer's hand, breaking the cop's wrist and making him release the gun. Jimmy bent down and picked it up.
"You guys alright?" Jimmy asked as he put the gun in one of his pockets. He now had two pistols. Sheen held onto his tightly.
"Yeah," Sheen mumbled. A somewhat dazed Cindy walked up to them.
"All the cops taken care of?" she tiredly asked.
Everyone turned their attention to the still conscious cop that lay near Sheen. The cop's face hardened.
"Go ahead and shoot," he dared.
Cindy pushed the others aside and walked over to him. "I've already told you guys again. I am not a murderer," she said while cracking the butt of her pistol against his forehead. The man 's eyes suddenly closed as a trickle of blood flowed from his head.
The four kids took a deep breath. For a moment, the madness that surrounded them could be ignored. For a moment, the threat was gone. But just for a moment. No sooner had they taken another breath then the sound of sirens wailed in the distance."
"Cops?" Sheen asked, his eyes narrowed in hatred.
"Or an amublance for Libby," Cindy told them.
"Or both," Jimmy said. They all looked at each other.
"We've got to get out of here," Sheen nervously told them.
"Where do we go?" Carl asked.
"We can't go to the city. I think there's still a cop up there with Libby. Back in the woods. We'll get out of there and be in another town by nightfall," Jimmy explained.
"Then let's move," Cindy said while running towards the thick forest. The three others followed.