Swirling at the vampire her trigger finger firing into the maleâ€™s left shoulder she screamed and ran up towards the stairs. She knew there was no possible way to outrun this leech, but maybe the shot she fired into his chest would be enough. Her gun swung in her clenched fist as she pumped her arms, ember locks of hair swaying and getting in her vision.<br/><br/><br/>His speed had had been remarkable, but he had It coming, she hated vampires, especially after what she had witnessed. Blinking tears away from the memory Ferra growled as her leg muscles began to burn, she didnâ€™t dare look back to see if he pursued, she was afraid to see those firey hungry eyes right there. No, instead she pushed herself until her lungs burned and she could taste an acrid taste of vomit rising. It wasnâ€™t until she reached floor 6, did she stop to vomit what measly food she had left in her stomach. â€œOh god,â€ was the hoarse whisper that came from her cracked lips.