Alex remained hidden behind the car, while every instinct in his body told him to run.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">There's a door to an apartment building sitting literally 5 feet in front of you!</span>the voice scream from the back of his mind.<span style="font-style: italic">I just need to know that their not waiting for me!</span>The told it back.<span style="font-style: italic">And great... now i'm talking to my own mind in the deep recesses of my own subconscious</span><br/><br/>Alex looked around, desperate for an answer. Anything on this street he could use as something that might help, but nothing was giving any indication that it would actually do anything. Then, as if a sign from above, he heard it<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">POP!</span>Went the tire on a car, and possibly the car. he heard the engine roar to life a few seconds back, and he was pretty sure it was the same car that he had arrived in. This, the one sound that was so loud, so annoying, and so repulsive to the ears, that one would want to avoid it at every cost, was the one sound Alex relished. This one sound was the one chance he had to make his move.<br/><br/>His feet moving instinctively, knowing that the sniper had been now looking at the car. Throwing himself off the ground, Alex ran forward and to the door. Grabbing the handle, Alex pulled on it firmly as it swung open.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Thank god it's not locked</span>He told himself, throwing his weight forward and onto the cold wooden floor of, what seemed to be, a main lobby. Standing, Alex calmed his nerves and looked around.<span style="font-style: italic">Looks like an apartment building of some kind, and a fairly large on at that seeing as that door on the other side of the room lead back to the street on the others side.</span><br/><br/>Running up the stairs, Alex knew he had to find a way to at least see the sniper, with out it seeing him. He knew that, at the moment, he had no way to return fire, but that he had to at least find a way to distract the eye that was shooting at the others. Knocking on the door of one of the apartments, Alex started to sweat.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I have to play this off right... something tells me this town is a lot crazier than it even seems, so I have to make this look like nothing is up while i search for answers... Please let someone be home.</span>