Fragments Chapter 18 Page 19

If only he had more hands to use them all… or a side kick!

Returning his focus to his primary objective he slings the rifle and looks around the rooftop.

Now, as far as they knew I wasn’t coming back. So they would have had to act independently of any hope of rescue.

At least they didn’t just surrender themselves to fate and starve to death. I like that. But they’ve got some balls going out there alone. Some would prefer starvation and a slow death than taking a risk like this. I’m impressed.

A scream rings out from the direction of the shopping centre and he turns around quickly, anticipating that he might have been too late after all. Sliding down the ladder he hits the ground already scrambling into a sprint as another scream rings out.