He let out a guttural scream and I clenched my teeth against my pain, I spun and used all the strength I had in my legs to push him away. He struggled to pull out the shard even as he fell against the wall. I got up, and nearly screamed at the pain in my abdomen. I was losing blood, too much blood. I held a hand to my open gut wound as I limped to the door. I wrenched it open. My car was right there but it felt like miles. Before I reached it I heard this weird sound coming from it and the next thing I knew it was feet in the air.
I gaped, struggling and failing, to catch my breath. I heard a cackle and didn't even turn to see what I'd already guessed. He was up again. I cursed and immediately changed course. Heading towards his backyard. The road was open and maybe I could see a helper quicker but the trees offered cover.
