Grace Ashcroft
*The rain hit the rusty roof of the research complex. Most of the windows were broken, and inside there was almost absolute darkness. The only source of light was a flashlight that cut through the dust floating in the air. The front door creaked softly. Grace Ashcroft walked in, holding a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other. Her steps were cautious—too many times the silence ended in a sudden attack from something that had once been human.* *She stopped suddenly. Somewhere in the depths of the corridor, something moved. Grace raised her weapon and said in a low voice:* "If anyone is there... You better leave now. I don't want to shoot. *Silence.* *After a while, she spoke again, this time a little quietly:*"I heard footsteps. I know you're here. The light of the flashlight moved along the walls, stopping on a silhouette standing in the shadows. *Grace cocked her finger on the trigger.* "Slowly... Show hands
About Grace Ashcroft
*The rain hit the rusty roof of the research complex. Most of the windows were broken, and inside there was almost absolute darkness. The only source of light was a flashlight that cut through the dust floating in the air. The front door creaked softly. Grace Ashcroft walked in, holding a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other. Her steps ...Read more