Mystery story setup chapter (Part 4)

BAWMM the gun went off once again, expecting not to get any particular body part, but the man’s attention, and hopefully confuse him enough to make him flinch for a second, a plan that Jane herself thought so foolish that she frowned in skepticism when he stopped in his tracks mid run; but that was in actuality most probable because of the surprise of her running at him and not so much because of the gunshot, nevertheless she took the chance and did not slowed her charge -Five and two- She reminded herself while the man assumed a defensive position with the knife shining white bright in front of his masked face.

BAWMM Jane shot him again clean in the chest with still a few feet between them, she opened her pouch and then smiled, relieved by the fact that the bullet hit the target at all considering her dizziness and overall stressed body; but this time the man did not went down, instead he stepped back and growled at her something that might have been an insult or a groan of pain, she did not care -No blood again…please let this last one work, let me be right- Closing in the last steps between them, Jane slipped her right hand into her pouch and grabbed the bigger combination of keys, bullets and coins that she could possibly squeeze into her hand as the blue man raised his knife arm to stab her and used his right arm to cover his abdomen, standing so close to each other she could clearly see his eyes despite the dim lights of the torches illuminating the corridor, and saw what looked like a drop of sweat slide down the outline of his left eye the second before she threw the contents of her pouch as violently as she could in the man’s face, she bit her tongue in the process when the movement made her arm burn with pain; but the man did not hesitated or faced away as she expected, instead the knife went down directed at her face.

BAWMM- The last bullet went off at the same time that the knife pierced her right hand and flashed red, both Jane and her attacker collapsed, Jane to her knees in a loud scream of pain and with tears in her eyes, and the blue man to his back, his head all bloody and with a hole in his destroyed face. Jane pulled the knife out, shaking and breathing heavily, and threw it over the gap in the middle of the room; by the time she heard the echo of the blade hitting the first-floor she was already checking her pouch, making sure the master keys for the eighteenth and twentieth floors were there, she raised to her feet as soon as she found them -I need to keep moving- She looked at her hand just to see another cicatrix, shielding herself with it at the last moment had saved her life, but left her right hand unable to move at all; unlike last time she had blood all over her, but that most likely came from his uninvited -now surely dead- visitor, she stared at him for a second, clenching her jaw.

“YOU PIECE OF SHIT” – Jane screamed, viciously kicking the corpse around and shouting insults repeatedly for a while; until the dizziness came back, this time more intense and making her sight blurry.