An act of murder caught in an explosion of lightning. A scream swallowed up by thunder. She pulled herself along the balcony railing hand-over-hand, peered down into the inky blackness. Too late, whispered a voice in her brain. Bang, bang, you're next, said a voice before her. And she ran ferried on feet of fear, hounded from behind. Ran until she was falling. Ran until all was lost.
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