It's not as if she has a choice. The cart is coming, yes, but it's moving perilously slowly- and there are three, perhaps four, of the skinless horrors clambering up the pipe. The first one gets a shotgun blast to the head, but the second leaps past its fallen comrade and lets out a hideous bray.
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Date: 2008-07-30 02:08 pm (UTC)