Fossil Fighters: Return
You grab Rosie's hand firmly and both you sprint, Rosie following you. The door opens and the figure walks in.
"Come on, open!" you scream as the door doesn't budge. You prepare to withstand the pain and punch the glass of the door.
It shatters and you reach out with a bloody fist and turn the door open.
Suddenly, Rosie screams. There's a gunshot.
You turn around and grab her by the hand. An old man lies on the ground, bleeding from the head.
Unfortunately, you can't help him, and you run out of the coffee shop. You take Rosie to your car and pull your phone out.
"Call the police," you say calmly, and your shaking hands put the car in reverse and you back out of the lot.
Blood still drips from your wound. Rosie's on the phone with the police.
"Something's happened at the coffee shop, a man came in with a gun and shot up the place...I'm Rosie Richmond...No, I barely got out of there in time.
"I'm alright now."
You head to the freeway and wince as you turn left, the glass ripping into your flesh.
Rosie's conversation blurs and disappears, and you simply focus on the road.
This time you're the one zooming past other cars.
It all happened in less than five minutes.
"We could have been killed," you think, but you push the thought out of your mind.
"Stop thinking like that," you say to yourself, in your head.
"But it could have happened, Todd," says a voice in the back of your brain.
Rosie taps you on the shoulder. She's handing you the phone back.
"Thanks," you say, and put the phone in your pocket.
"Come on, open!" you scream as the door doesn't budge. You prepare to withstand the pain and punch the glass of the door.
It shatters and you reach out with a bloody fist and turn the door open.
Suddenly, Rosie screams. There's a gunshot.
You turn around and grab her by the hand. An old man lies on the ground, bleeding from the head.
Unfortunately, you can't help him, and you run out of the coffee shop. You take Rosie to your car and pull your phone out.
"Call the police," you say calmly, and your shaking hands put the car in reverse and you back out of the lot.
Blood still drips from your wound. Rosie's on the phone with the police.
"Something's happened at the coffee shop, a man came in with a gun and shot up the place...I'm Rosie Richmond...No, I barely got out of there in time.
"I'm alright now."
You head to the freeway and wince as you turn left, the glass ripping into your flesh.
Rosie's conversation blurs and disappears, and you simply focus on the road.
This time you're the one zooming past other cars.
It all happened in less than five minutes.
"We could have been killed," you think, but you push the thought out of your mind.
"Stop thinking like that," you say to yourself, in your head.
"But it could have happened, Todd," says a voice in the back of your brain.
Rosie taps you on the shoulder. She's handing you the phone back.
"Thanks," you say, and put the phone in your pocket.