Ten seconds later (August 31 st)

 

Bullet noises invaded the laboratory. Yolande raised her head from her microscope and lifted an interrogational brow to Amanda who shook her head no and waved her lady doctor to keep working. She only started worrying when she heard bumps on the door.
– Yolande, babe, what are you doing ?

Yolande, always the analyst, started to pile files.
– Gathering intel about our enemy, his gun force and then formulate a response.
– We’ll be dead by then. Let me handle this.

Amanda put her bionic leg on, fetched her hatchet and burst the door open.

Ten seconds later the corridor was quiet.

This post is an answer to today’s prompt of the Dailypost : Decisions, decisions.

This story is a part of my summer writing challenge : writing a 100 word story everyday, the last installment.

I think I deserved myself a Leo toasting with champagne gif.

leochampagne

You can read all the details of my challenge and my reasons for doing it (and not CampNaNoWriMo) here.

I hope you will like today’s story and please do not hesitate to leave a comment.

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