<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://wallpaper.pickywallpapers.com/nokia-n8/auto-assault-girl.jpg)<br/><strong>Kriss</strong> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=150938.msg6869979#msg6869979)</div>  <strong>Location:</strong> Main street,<br/>     between houses #7 and #6<br/>  <strong>Summary:</strong> Dazzled, crawling,<br/>     her legs chained together<br/>  <strong>Tagged: </strong> Steve, Warren, everybody<br/><hr/></div>Kriss had almost reached the corner and was about to dive behind it when she felt something hard hit her lower legs and coil itself around them. He yelped from the pain and the surprise. Her momentum pushed her forward while her legs were brutally yanked backwards from under her. Desperately, she tried to absorb the violence of her fall with her hands but her own speed was now turning against her and she crashed loudly in the dust.<br/><br/>The impact made her face crash into the ground, dazzling her. Her legs were held together firmly, useless for now. The world was spinning around her. Her fingers were digging into the dirt while she tried to chase the cobwebs from her brains. She was vaguely realising that she had failed even to be killed. She had to do something, she had to roll over on her back to fight, but her body refused to obey, or so slowly.<br/><br/>All she managed to do was to crawl forward by a few inches, dragging herself on her forearms.