[She keeps running, heart pounding and tears leaking out of her eyes. She doesn’t dare look behind her, even as she pulls a rock out of her pocket. She doesn’t have to turn around to throw it; she just pivots for a half second, not bothering to aim before she tosses it as hard as she can. She knows it’ll find its mark.
After that, she turns back around, thoughts racing. Again, she screams out:]
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[She keeps running, heart pounding and tears leaking out of her eyes. She doesn’t dare look behind her, even as she pulls a rock out of her pocket. She doesn’t have to turn around to throw it; she just pivots for a half second, not bothering to aim before she tosses it as hard as she can. She knows it’ll find its mark.
After that, she turns back around, thoughts racing. Again, she screams out:]
Help!