Panic, Violence, Escape

.....he was upon us before I could even scream. Bigger than life. We scrambled backwards to get away. I tripped over a dirt encrusted leg. (See below)

Mr. Z pulled me up and we raced toward the door we'd first entered.

THUD THUD THUD....the sound of the Brue Lee like figure was approaching.

The door was LOCKED.

THUD THUD THUD

We'd have to get through the room again...around the B.L.Man....and out the back to the fence. You can see the fence in this shot.

Mr. Zoom and I were in synch. He feinted left and I ran around the figure's right....got past him....turned to watch for Mr. Z's escape.

Ah! Brave man. Clever man. He picked up the leg I'd tripped over and whacked B.L. Man on his knee.

It worked! Mr. Zoom and I scrambled to the back and scaled the fence. We were just at the top...the very top, when the beautiful Siren appeared....holding her arms out for Mr. Zoom.

I saw him waver. I saw him hesitate.

I saw him yelp as I yanked his arm. HARD.

We escaped. He dared not give a backward glance.

 

 

Done