I'm fine. Mind telling me what you're hiding from though?
ignore the ranting chair, and stare out the small window in my door, picking up and holding a kitten at the ready to kill people with adorableness
"Bad guys. 'Old' something. I forgot what they were called."
The kitten is feeling particularly playful today and is gnawing your thumb. On outside you see a really big ass dog and cloaked humpbacked figure approaching your house.
"It's a good thing the neighbor lets me keep my spacecraft in his driveway in exchange for doing fewer late night science shows."
"Speaking of science, I know a magical planet so technologically advanced that anyone who lands on it has their past wiped away forever. Spectacular! Is it not? It's called 'Mexico.'"
Enter the multi-Ion propelled double thruster spacecraft (Honda sedan). Ask her if she wants to escape to the semi-mythical planet of Mexico.
"Sounds like Mexico might too far away. I might remain broken forever if I go that far."
The spacecraft only needs its charge core activated (engine started) and turned around into travel gates and yoou'll be free of pursuers. Maybe.
Get down, and ask the child if she has a plan.
You hug the ground as ordered. The kid apparently doesn't want to be caught as she turns and bolts to next room. The detective guy reacts fast and shoots at her, but misses.
"I don't want to hurt you, but I will if you do continue being uncooperative." He shouts at the child.
So, you are hugging the ground, you still have loaded pistol in your posession, his attention is in the child who ran into another room and his revolver is pointing to where kid ran to. Which leaves you with single chance to do something. Like shooting him. You know, murder him. If that's your thing.
"There's a few people chasing me and the girl. They're coming here, right now, through the tunnel. I would leave this place if I were you, as they will most likely trash everything while looking for us."
"Then why you are still shopping here like you don't even care?"
Grab an audio recording device and set it to record. Then interview the child for details about what happened to him/her.
"Okay. So me and dad knew something important. Something important enough so these hunter guys wanted to know it as well. Dad didn't want them to know it because it would be really bad if they knew it. So he didn't tell when they asked. They knew I knew so they though I would be easier to persuade. Dad did something and they killed dad and I ran. Then I hid. I managed to stay hidden whole month. But they found me. I had to run but there was too many of them. So I broke the memory they wanted and myself and we..."
In edge of your vision you catch a shadow moving outside, a motion your trained reflexes instantly identify. You jerk your head backwards and split second later a bullet sails through the spot your head were.
"Whoah!" you exclaim as you fall backwards.
Open the door.
"Greetings, what you doing out at this hour?"
"I'm trying to hide from killers!" says an extremely filthy child. S/He looks like s/he ran through a sewer or something.
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