Onward, they ran. They ran until their lungs hurt and then they ran some more. Then, they turned toward a house instead of staying on the open street. The door was locked. That barely slowed them. They kicked it open at the same time.
Behind them, they heard the pursuit. Thinking to be safe from it for a moment, they tried to shut the door back. It didn’t work. They had broken it when they kicked it open.
It wasn’t until he felt the Smoker’s tongue wrap around him that he realized their mistake.
