Escaped from Inferno

 

As Jameson and the SWAT team made their way to Emerald's apartment, they were met with a scene of utter devastation.The apartment was in shambles, with debris scattered everywhere. Jameson's eyes scanned the room, taking in the destruction."Detective Jameson, we've got something here," a SWAT officer called out, his voice grim. Jameson made her way over to the officer, her heart sinking as she saw what he had found.Scattered across the floor were burned body parts, unrecognizable as human remains.Jameson's stomach turned as she realized that these must be the remains of the person who had been in Emerald's apartment.But as she looked around, Jameson realized that something was off.There were no signs of Emerald's body, no indication that she had been in the apartment when it exploded. Jameson's eyes narrowed as she took in the scene.This didn't add up.If Emerald had been in the apartment, her body should be here, too. But it wasn't. "Detective Jameson, we've found something else," another officer called out.Jameson made her way over to the officer, who was holding up a gun.Jameson's eyes widened as she saw that it was a high-powered rifle used by professionals."This isn't an accident," Jameson said, her voice firm. "This was a deliberate act of violence." As she looked around the apartment, Jameson saw that there were multiple guns scattered around the room, all of them high-powered and professional-grade.This was no ordinary crime scene. Jameson's mind raced as she tried to piece together what had happened.Emerald was still missing, and Jameson felt she was still alive.But where was she? And what had she been involved in?"Mercy is for the weak," she had chanted, her voice low and deadly. "The wicked don't deserve mercy, for I kill for a purpose, and anything that blocks that purpose should perish."As the man's body fell to the ground, Emerald felt a pang of regret. She had closed her eyes, a tear escaping as she whispered, "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned."The blood from the man's sliced throat had streamed out, quickly wetting his green shirt. Emerald had stood there for a moment, her eyes closed as she composed herself.And then she heard noises coming her way , she quickly jump and roll on the floor gunshots all over the room making holes on her walls and sofa, shattered glasses everywhere and goes silent.And then, just as she was about to move, the explosion had happened. Emerald had been thrown off her feet, sent tumbling through the air as the room erupted in flames.She had landed hard, her head spinning as she struggled to get to her feet. The apartment was an inferno, the flames licking at her skin as she stumbled towards the door.But she still managed to jump out from here apartment she smoothly hang on the exit stair railing and made her way down to the ground floor, her heart pounding in her chest. As she reached the bottom another explosion goes off the made Emerald fall to the ground.Emerald had barely escaped with her life, grabbing a gun and fleeing into the night as the apartment complex erupted in chaos. Now, as she stumbled through the dark alleys of Rancho Mirage, she knew she had to keep moving. The police would be looking for her, and she had to find a safe place to hide.But for now, Emerald just kept walking, her eyes scanning the streets for any sign of danger.Emerald's eyes scanned the parking lot, her mind racing with the need to get out of there as quickly as possible. She spotted a car, a black Honda Civic with tinted windows, and made a beeline for it.She tried the door handle, and to her surprise, it was unlocked. She slipped inside, her eyes adjusting to the darkness. The car was old, but it looked like it had been well-maintained.Emerald's hands moved quickly, searching for the wires beneath the steering column. She had hotwired cars before, and she knew exactly what she was doing.She found the ignition wire and the battery wire and carefully twisted them together. The car's engine roared to life, and Emerald felt a surge of adrenaline.She put the car in gear and pulled out of the parking lot, her eyes scanning the streets for any sign of police. She knew she had to get out of there as quickly as possible.As she drove, Emerald's eyes was covered by the blood dripping from here head she wiped it with her hand and felt the sting of the wound. She knew she needed to find a safe place to stop and tend to her injury before continuing on her escape.She's starting to feel dizzy when she saw a gas station up ahead. She pulled in, quickly grabbing some paper towels to press against her wound. Despite the pain, she knew she had to keep moving if she wanted to evade capture.Emerald pulled into the gas station, her eyes scanning the area for any signs of surveillance. She spotted a security camera above the pump, but it seemed to be pointed away from her.She got out of the car, her head throbbing with pain. She could feel the blood dripping down her face, and she knew she needed to clean and dress her wound as soon as possible.As she walked into the convenience store, the attendant looked up from behind the counter, his eyes widening in shock. "Oh my god, ma'am, what happened to you?" he exclaimed.Emerald tried to play it cool, but she could feel the pain and dizziness washing over her. "I...I was in an accident," she stammered.The attendant's eyes scanned her body, taking in the bloodstains on her clothes. "Do you need an ambulance?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.Emerald shook her head, trying to stay focused. "No, I just need some...some bandages," she said, her eyes scanning the shelves for a first aid kit.The attendant nodded, quickly grabbing a first aid kit from behind the counter. "Here, ma'am, take this," he said, his voice filled with kindness.Emerald took the kit, her hands shaking slightly as she opened it. She quickly cleaned her wound with antiseptic wipes, wincing as the sting of the alcohol hit her skin.The attendant watched her, his eyes filled with concern. "Ma'am, are you sure you don't need an ambulance?" he asked again.Emerald shook her head, trying to reassure him. "I'm fine, thank you," she said, her voice weak but determined.The attendant nodded, but his eyes still looked worried. "Okay, ma'am, but if you need anything, just let me know," he said.Emerald nodded, taking a deep breath as she tried to compose herself. She paid for the first aid kit and left the store, her eyes scanning the area for any signs of trouble.As she got back into her car, she could feel the pain and dizziness washing over her again. She knew she needed to keep moving, but she also knew she couldn't keep driving in her condition.She started the engine and pulled out of the gas station, her eyes scanning the road for any signs of safety. She knew she needed to find a place to hide, and fast.