Ren listened carefully, trying to breathe as slowly and quietly as possible despite her racing heart. She was pretty far off the ground. There wasn't a fire escape by the window, if she tried climbing out it, it would be too much of a climb even for her. And moreover that window was in the living room. She'd run into the bedroom. Her only real way out was through the front door.
She was beginning to see the downside of apartment living.
She heard footsteps, slow and steady and very, very quiet. Finally, she saw them, heavy boots in the doorway. She held her breath and could almost feel every rat in the apartment do the same.
"Come out with your hands where I can see them." The voice was a man's, which was very unfortunate. The phrase was ominous, as if he expected her to be armed. Unfortunately, she was armed with nothing more than a rat, and a few more nervously hanging out in the kitchen cupboard she'd declared the 'rat cupboard' to avoid any unfortunate cross-contamination.
He definitely knew she was in the bedroom somewhere. It was inevitable he'd check under the bed. She said nothing, and he took two slow, even steps further into the room. Right towards the bed. He almost certainly already knew she was here. She quietly pushed her way back away from the door, deciding to come up on the far side of the bed; it just seemed safer. She could come out, with her hands up, get a feel for what kind of homeowner she was dealing with here, and then make a break for it when--shit he had a gun!
She had no more raised her head over the corner of the bed when she saw it, poised right at her. The last time she'd seen a gun, it had been shooting at her, a lot; this had to be another one of the fucking traffickers! In an utter panic, she tossed what she always tossed in these situations--the rat in her hand. She'd been hoping to save him for an emergency, but "gun aimed directly at her face" definitely qualified. The rat flew through the air in a high arc--if the man didn't move, it would probably land right on him. At the same time, she threw herself to the side, hoping that if he was distracted enough by the rat, she could scramble by him and escape into the night, un-shot and un-trafficked.
She was beginning to see the downside of apartment living.
She heard footsteps, slow and steady and very, very quiet. Finally, she saw them, heavy boots in the doorway. She held her breath and could almost feel every rat in the apartment do the same.
"Come out with your hands where I can see them." The voice was a man's, which was very unfortunate. The phrase was ominous, as if he expected her to be armed. Unfortunately, she was armed with nothing more than a rat, and a few more nervously hanging out in the kitchen cupboard she'd declared the 'rat cupboard' to avoid any unfortunate cross-contamination.
He definitely knew she was in the bedroom somewhere. It was inevitable he'd check under the bed. She said nothing, and he took two slow, even steps further into the room. Right towards the bed. He almost certainly already knew she was here. She quietly pushed her way back away from the door, deciding to come up on the far side of the bed; it just seemed safer. She could come out, with her hands up, get a feel for what kind of homeowner she was dealing with here, and then make a break for it when--shit he had a gun!
She had no more raised her head over the corner of the bed when she saw it, poised right at her. The last time she'd seen a gun, it had been shooting at her, a lot; this had to be another one of the fucking traffickers! In an utter panic, she tossed what she always tossed in these situations--the rat in her hand. She'd been hoping to save him for an emergency, but "gun aimed directly at her face" definitely qualified. The rat flew through the air in a high arc--if the man didn't move, it would probably land right on him. At the same time, she threw herself to the side, hoping that if he was distracted enough by the rat, she could scramble by him and escape into the night, un-shot and un-trafficked.
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