No prompt used.
Meredith and Connor both ran, praying to whatever divine powers there may be for enough strength and luck to get out of the city.
Other groups had to be warned about this spy-mech. That, in addition to the need to avoid being spotted, was the only thing running through their minds as they took different routes into opposite directions with a common goal they never agreed to have or share.
If only at least one of them got past the city perimeter, there would be hope for the others’ survival.
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N. WS. Jokela, more commonly known as WindySilver, is a Finnish IT student and a hobbyist artist fighting a war against procrastination on the losing side. When her free time is not taken up by things like reading, procrastination, video games, watching series or more procrastination, she mainly writes sci-fi fanfiction and original flash fiction of various genres. While she dabbles in a lot of things ranging from digital art to jewelry to plants to whatever catches her interest, writing is her persistent forte.
You should not give her yet another crazy flash fiction challenge to take part in because she simply cannot say "no" to it.
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