Lightning flashes outside, causing the palace to rattle like an old skeleton. You aren’t sure you want to go out there, but what choice do you really have? You definitely don’t want another boring conversation with Reinier. She knocks again and you make up your mind.
You build up your courage and swing your legs over the side of the balcony. Your foot slips on the wet stone and you grit your teeth. The things I do to run from my problems, you think to yourself. Carefully climbing down the wall with the help of some loose stones, you land as gracefully as you can on your feet. The ground is slick and you slip a little as you land, grasping onto the wall for support. Your scarlet hair is hanging limply around your face, your coils already soaked. That’s not annoying at all. Even your inner self is sarcastic.
You take off running as fast as you can without falling on your face, the crushed wildflowers under your feet spreading their petals everywhere. You stop dead in your tracks when you hear the distant sound of a gunshot. The sound reverberates around the open area; you can’t tell where it’s coming from. You spin in all directions, looking for signs of life or fleeing animals. The shot comes again, and this time you think it’s more to your left. You whirl and think that you can make out a shape… though you’re not sure what it is or how close it is because of the rain. Your heart beats violently in your chest and the sweet taste of blood is in your mouth from where you’ve bitten your cheek. You aren’t sure what to do next...
CAST YOUR VOTES DOWN BELOW
To approach the shots, turn to page 22.
To climb back up into your room, turn to page 6.
To try to spy on the situation, turn to page 47.