Stifle

The shooting in the hallway deafened Kearns, so he didn’t hear the approaching sirens. But he knew they were coming. The nearest apartment’s door swung open after he kicked it three times. There wasn’t a fire escape at the window. He went two apartments over, shouldered another door open, and climbed out the window.

Red and blue flashing lights bounced off the buildings and alley walls.

Kearns dropped the last ten feet from the ladder, landing badly on his left leg. He bit down hard to keep from screaming. He limped away, keeping low, and looking for any way out.

Prompt courtesy of the Daily Post.

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