The Paradox Factor
You run quickly down the hall and in your haste you trip over a loose rug. Your head bounces off the solid floor and you feel a sticky trickle of blood run down your forehead.
No time. You fling open the exit door and run quickly up the staircase, not hearing footsteps yet, but knowing that they are on the way. He's right behind you!
You throw open the door at the top of the staircase and stumble onto the roof. The rain is pouring down around you as you pant from the exertion. In the distance, you can hear the sirens coming from the police you had called earlier.
No time. You fling open the exit door and run quickly up the staircase, not hearing footsteps yet, but knowing that they are on the way. He's right behind you!
You throw open the door at the top of the staircase and stumble onto the roof. The rain is pouring down around you as you pant from the exertion. In the distance, you can hear the sirens coming from the police you had called earlier.