A week later I was sat in my living-room watching television, when there was a rap on the door. I stood and traipsed over to the source of the noise. Looking through the view hole I saw a girl with yellow eyes staring back.
"Who is it?" I called.
"I'm a friend. Please let me in." she replied, her voice sounded urgent. I paused wondering what was going on, but then decided to go with the flow. I unlatched the door and stood back to let her in.
She rushed past and stood in the center of the room fidgeting and staring nervously around. She had dark black hair that swung down to rest at the small of her back and those golden yellow eyes.
"Umm excuse me but who are you?" I asked again.
"That doesn't matter now. All that matters is that you are in danger." she insisted.
"But wait, why am I in danger?"
"I have no time to explain we need to leave now!" A loud knock came from the door, "Don't answer that please, we need to leave now!" she said in earnest. Ignoring her I crossed and looked through the door once more. The view this time was terrifying. A band of men dressed fully in black carrying rifles stood there. I recoiled: horrified.
"But what the hell is going on?"
"I'll explain when we are safe but now we need to leave NOW!"
Suddenly the door burst from its hinges. A cacophany of noise deafened me. Bullets zinged past our heads and thudded into the wooden walls of the flat. I ran, away from the wall of death that was bearing down upon us. I saw the girl flying towards me, panic in her eyes. Hot fire burst through my head as something sliced through my shoulder, severing the muscles and sinews that held it there. I screamed in pain and dropped to the floor. The next moment I felt the girl's hand in mine and we evaporated like smoke into the night.