Sirens…
She heard them as clearly as she saw the stars in the sky. It didn't bother her, didn't make her heart race quicker. Didn't change her mind or cause her to want to run away. Knowing that she had a few minutes before they would enter his gateway, she walked back inside the house.
She took in the sight of the empty house, remembering how she had called the house, and told them to grab whatever they could and disappear or else they would be killed. Those that didn't listen were piled into one room, bullets in their heads, and those that had witnessed it had grabbed what they could as payment and ran.
She had watched them all with a satisfied smile, happy that at least a few lives could be spared. Happy that she had remembered her training and that everything she had been forced to learn when she was younger. The feeling of the gun and the power of the adrenaline of knowing that there was something important to do. Something that had to be done.
