|Yeah, Spidey, why doesn't |
Now this time, the place we were working was a lot like my house... actually, it was my house, just without the people living in it. We battered some woman over the head, and I let some out of the back door, and some out of the side door, whilst going to the garage with another 3 or 4 people, to grab some shoes and to get out the front. We had a meeting place, it was just a case of getting there. We were to sneak round to the windowless side of the garage, go up the drift way, past all the hedging and through the neighbours' gardens, where dogs weren't allowed to follow. But we were seen, and whilst I delayed the reaction a little by setting the garage door (which is electric) to close, we were soon being pursued. The others got away ok, but this one set of twin girls from my primary school were having trouble and I was trying to run whilst pulling them along.
Eventually we made it to the ditch, I got them across and made them run ahead into the garden next door, to escape through hedges and thick trees and stuff. It was very Penny-in-the-swamp in The Rescuers, just minus the damn alligators.
I don't know whether I got away, cause I woke up after feeling incredibly stiff from unused adrenaline. But if I didn't, I think I'd have been 'done away with' like that guy at the start of the dream, or treated like Ginger from Chicken Run