tonsofpun: Art: The Last of Us: American Dreams (Snow)
「ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ❛ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍs❜.」 ([personal profile] tonsofpun) wrote in [personal profile] everysecond 2014-07-08 05:45 am (UTC)

Made a grab for the keys. Didn't get them. I'm not so good at pickpocketing, I guess.

... he grabbed my arm and slammed me against the bars, cracked a couple of my ribs.

[Ellie's voice starts to get vacant again, and she shakes her head. It's easier when she going through it like this. Tries to order it.]

The next morning he dragged me out. Was gonna cut me up, but I bit him. And then I started yelling about being infected. Showed them my arm. Buddy-boy flipped his shit and I was able to grab the knife and cut him bad, grabbed my switchblade and booked it out of there.

Into a snowstorm, but anywhere was better than there.

I almost got away, managed to lift a gun off one of the guys I snuck up on while I was getting out of there. But then David caught up and cornered me in this old restaurant.

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