Blair wanted desperately to disappear from here, these thick bars like mesh a confinement of fear and death now as John edged the muzzle of the pistol through it, she shrieked moving one side to avoid the eye of that thing.
John took the pistol out the bars and brought it closer but Blair moved again, she saw a small ray of hope, as long as she moves he couldn't just shoot, the gaps of the bars so small the pistol couldn't be twisted once you lodged it inside the steel.
"Stand still!" He said taking the barrel our again when's he moved.
"Never! You think I'll just sit here and be shot like some fish in a barrel!?"
"I will shoot you girl but if you don't allow me to take a precise shot I might accidentally kill you" John yelled back.
"That doesn't change the fact that you want to shoot me! That doesn't justify anything!" She yelled again and moved.
