After catching a glimpse of an angry ascended, I turned the corner faster than ever.
My legs led me to yet another closed door, which I ran right into.
Unfortunately, I slipped and fell headfirst.
As my head poked out of the bottom of the door, my eyes showed me several scared faces.
They were police officers. Each of them had backed as far away from the door as possible.
"Fire!"
The command to fire was given immediately.
The door was bombarded with shells, being blasted off its hinges.
It drew a spectacular trajectory. I was fascinated.
Most bullets missed me, but that didn't matter anyway.
But wait, the door has stopped.
As the door reached the end of its jump, it landed on something, almost leaning, and it slowly screeched as it came closer to the ground.
The officers stopped firing. Had they run out of bullets?
The door fell down, revealing a woman with jet black hair.
As it turned out, Master Jet had rounded the corner right as they begun firing their weapons.
'I can't believe they shot at her. That's friendly fire!'
One of the officers, a young one, muttered something.
Her face had a smile, and her eyes were locked onto me.
'Why is she looking at me? They shot her!'