She hid in a doorway of shop
Within the neon lit maze of the city,
A gaping hole from a shot wound,
Her long dark hair and slender figure
Kept her hidden within the shadows,
The leather all in one suit
Offered some protection against the constant rain
And kept her warm in the steamy environment,
All the time she kept an eye out for those seeking to find her,
All the time she kept an eye out for the portal
The portal that would allow her to jump
To another realm and buy her time to escape
And finally she could see it,
Glinting and pulsing in a dark alleyway just down the street
It was on the opposite side of the street,
She would need to run close to buildings and the cross at speed,
She did this with stealth and when it came for time to cross with speed
The whole street lit up with the fire of guns,
She focused on the portal as gunshots flicked and sped past her,
She felt a sharp pain to her thigh and then her bicep
But stopping was not a option and slowing down meant death
She then leapt diving at the portal as it glistened and a doorway opened,
The portal vanished from the alley.
Now she lay in a bed of undergrowth,
In a dark green forest with the sun shining through the leaves,
The forest trees were huge,
Suddenly searing pain caught her attention
She was safe for now
But unless she got her wounds tended to then death would stalk her,
She rose and saw that she was surrounded by tribal warriors
What was to happen next?
Was she saved or damned?
fauxcroft 
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