Savannah began racing down the stairs, trying not to think of the horrible scenes from the horror films.
She ran so fast and so flustered that she stumbled and gave her ankle a painful wrench.
"Ah!" A sharp cry of pain was wrung out of her. She leaned one arm against the wall, on the point of bursting into tears.
She slowly sat down on the bottom stair, and touched her right ankle with her trembling hand. Her foot was badly swollen, and it hurt terribly when she tried to touch the ground.
In this case, she couldn't walk at all. She was now on the 21st floor, and she had to call a security guard for help.
However, she made several phone calls, and no one answered.
"Oh, no. Bad luck..." Savannah grunted, supported herself on the stair armrest, and tried to get up. She took a tentative step forward, but immediately a burning pain shot through her right foot.
