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Meanwhile, in the hotel, Ash was already running out of bullets. She was desperate. Desperate to get to that entrance and see the severity of the situation. If only she could kill these men first.

She hid behind a flower table with her holed painting and breathed for a while. The gunmen also stopped shooting, giving her the idea that they were now conserving their ammo.

"They're going to run low," she whispered in her head. "I knew it! I knew I had a bad feeling! I shouldn't have worn this kind of dress! I could have moved much faster!"

She checked the bullets left of her gun.

Three.

"Fuck me." she cursed under her breath and peeked. When her little head was out of the frame, the gunmen shot again.

"Goddamn it."

Ash took a deep breath. There was no other choice left.

She had to find a way for them to consume what little ammo they have on her without being hit.

"And the only way to do that is to stop being a twat and starting running like a madwoman."

"Just dodge Ash, just d
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