We ran, for as long as we could, it was the kind of running you do when you’re in fear of your life. You’re flying. He was strong on our tail, ready to fire his shot and take one of us down, what kind of crazy psychopath does that? I heard a sharp whip like sound, then Beji let out a blood curdling scream. As much as I didn’t want to, I kept running and trying as hard as I could to pretend my best friend didn’t just get taken out like some animal.