They huddled in the corner of what appeared to be a small post office, peeking out of the window to find the source of gunshots.
They saw a small group of men walking down the street, dragging two women behind them. The men were laughing as they shot the space between the women, causing them to cry out in fright.
"Hahaha! Listen to them crying out like bitches!", one of the men laughed. The rest of the group laughed along with him until, what appeared to be the leader, stepped in.
"Okay, enough fun. The boss won’t like them as much if they shit themselves on the way there", he said frowning. He was promised a nice reward if they managed to secure a few beautiful women to present to the boss.
He was worried that if the woman appeared too disheveled it would mask their pretty appearance and make him lose out on the reward.
Rayne watched this scene with horror, it was just like the nightmares she had. She turned to face Julian, who’s gaze was ice cold, watching the scene.
"Julian, we have to help those women. I can’t go back to the bunker knowing what awaits them if we leave them be", pleaded Rayne.
He looked into her eyes, seeing the desperation and desire to help. Nodding his head, "Don’t worry, we’ll help them...but I can’t guarantee we can avoid bloodshed. Are you okay with that?".
While he wanted to help the women, he was also concerned that Rayne wouldn’t be able to handle the sight of him shooting to kill.
If it was the previous Rayne who did not experience the nightmares, she may not have been okay with killing the men...even with their evil nature. She would have argued to call the police and let the legal system take over.
However, there was no police or justice system anymore, and letting men like this run wild would ruin the lives of many more women. She knew that if they let these men walk free after releasing the two women, they would just go find two more..."
"I’m prepared. As much as I don’t like the thought of killing anyone, these men will only continue doing these horrible things!", she said resolutely, pulling out the silver pistol Julian gifted her. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
He nodded. "Okay, then let me handle it", he said, not wanting her to feel the guilt of killing if she didn’t have to.
Rayne felt warm knowing that he was wanting to shoulder the burden. She knew that she couldn’t avoid it forever, especially as time went on and lawlessness increased.
She placed the gun in his hands while secretly holding on to an extra magazine she copied with her system earlier.
While she knew that Julian’s skills were cream of the crop, she knew that anything could happen, and having the ability to reload quickly was vital.
Julian accepted the gun, choosing to use it over his own due to its silent firing ability.
"I’d like to try and get up higher if possible, it would give me a better angle", he said quietly. Rayne nodded and followed him towards the back of the post office where the stairwell to the upper floors was.
The building they were in was only partially collapsed, exposing only the support beams of the upper floors.
They quickly made their way up the metal staircase to the second floor, which was still intact. Julian found a window which was partially broken, and took aim.
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