Ms. Lady Luck
I swallowed hard, moving my head in all directions.
“I’m surrounded,” I said, the man in front of me smiled to me, then his four friends.
I stumbled backward and my hands touched the railings.
I took a small glance down the building, at least 24 stories, but then again, is it rape, or death?
I gulped and slid over the metal railing.
My face hit the thing quicker than I expected, and I know this because I landed on the cushion for the movie set across the street.
“CRRRRAAAAAAAAAP!!!!” I stood and started running from the evil men.
I’ll make sequels.