Chapter 3: Shattered Glass
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Maya broke through the library’s emergency exit onto the upper roof balcony, gasping for air. Rain had begun to slick the wet stone underfoot. Below her, the campus spread out in a wash of yellow streetlights and dark pavement.
Footsteps slammed against the iron stairs behind her.
"There nowhere left to run!" the gunman shouted, kicking the door open.
Maya backed away, her hands raised, rain drowning her vision. "Please! I don't know anything! I was just doing what she asked!"
"That’s the tragic part," the man sneered, raising his weapon.
Before he could pull the trigger, a sleek black sedan screeched onto the walkway far below, its horn blaring. The distraction caused the gunman to glance down for a fraction of a second. Maya took her chance and lunged sideways to escape, but her foot caught on the slippery wet ledge.
She lost her balance completely.
A silent scream tore from her throat as the campus ground rushed up to meet her. She tumbled through the air, striking a low-hanging concrete awning midway down before crashing onto the soft embankment of the quad garden.
Sirens wailed in the distance as her vision dissolved into a sea of red, pain, and ultimate darkness.
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