<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg533777#msg533777">Quote from: Swedish Steel on 24-02-2008, 20:36:34</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Another look in the mirror confirmed her worst fear: not only was he hanging on, he was slowly crawling forward, towards her. She could hear his claws against the tortured metal. He had moved up on the roof now. Why he hadn't just came at her through the rear window she didn't know, possibly he wanted to prolong the chase, playing with her like a cat plays with a mouse...<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>CLAWS? How could he have claws? She didn't even want to think on it, and it was a weird blessing the roads were so empty thanks to the ceaseless storm.<br/><br/>Gina heard the claws almost overhead, and SLAMMED on the brakes.