<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg527170#msg527170">Quote from: Swedish Steel on 13-02-2008, 17:18:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">At the sound of her voice, the Hound spun around, and what Gina saw made her recoil away from him. His lower face had already started regrowing, but the lower jaw still had no sign of either muscle or skin, just naked bone. But worst of all was his eyes, like burning pits of hellfire as his blood lust seemed to have evolved into blood rage. Gina could not make out the words coming out of his damaged mouth, but she had no trouble grasping the message behind it:<br/>"You better run..."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>She had time for a muffled curse that the wind stole from her lips, and numbing fingers closed around her gun. Like a pebble from a slingshot, she spun and was off, dashing down the alley toward where she was pretty sure she'd left her car, mind whirling with everything that had just happened and her heart thundering in her chest.