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Disclaimer: This is my first Friday Fictioneer, I think I did it right, if not, I do so apologize! ^,^
Word Count: 100
A stormy night in the midst of the war between human, machine, and human. Running~
Known as peace chasers, taking no sides, the only two who remained. We had outrun the machines, The humans were gaining. Close enough to hear their hearts beating, Far enough to have a snowball’s chance in hell.
Just ahead, a dilapidated house promised refuge. IF we successfully gained a skosh more ground.
We paused just long enough for Rai to pull back a heavy bough, upon release, our enemies lost enough ground.
Reaching the ruin, “Jump!” she took my hand a pulled the cord as we descended, flushed to safety.