[ The first thing Clara worries is that something will happen to him because of her, but she does run—losing the map would make all of this for nothing. When she's been running for a while, she ducks behind a pile of crates and holds her breath even though she's pretty sure her lungs are going to burst.
Thundering footsteps rush by her and she exhales, catching her breath. Slowly and carefully, Clara makes a wide circle back in the direction she saw the man run, stopping about a block away. She doesn't even know his name, what if he has people here? She doesn't see him, but the vendor is back at his stall, angry and slamming things around.
From safely behind her corner, Clara closes her eyes and lets her head fall back against the wall as her heart sinks. ]
Fuck.
[ Whispering the word to herself, the map feels like it's burning a whole inside her pocket. Her mind is already racing, thinking of the most powerful people she knows to try and come up with a rescue plan. ]
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Thundering footsteps rush by her and she exhales, catching her breath. Slowly and carefully, Clara makes a wide circle back in the direction she saw the man run, stopping about a block away. She doesn't even know his name, what if he has people here? She doesn't see him, but the vendor is back at his stall, angry and slamming things around.
From safely behind her corner, Clara closes her eyes and lets her head fall back against the wall as her heart sinks. ]
Fuck.
[ Whispering the word to herself, the map feels like it's burning a whole inside her pocket. Her mind is already racing, thinking of the most powerful people she knows to try and come up with a rescue plan. ]