One Way Out

You creeped up quietly behind her and made a jab at her torso. She jumped up at the last moment and you missed her stomach, instead you hit her leg. She cries out in pain and crumples to the ground. The hairs on the back of your leg stands as you prepare to finish her. You look around for good measure and you see someone approaching down the hall. You squinted and saw that it was John. You slinked back and hid in between the vending machines. Emma didn't have quite as much mobility as you had. You watched her crawl slowly towards the janitor's closet.
It was a pathetic attempt at escaping, there was a blood-red trail that followed her.