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Jane clutches her side, wincing as pain flares through her ribs, but she forces herself to keep moving We can’t stop now—they’re too close. She grabs your arm, pulling you into the shadows as headlights sweep across the alley. Just a little further… Her breath is ragged, every step sending a dull ache through her side, but there’s no time to slow down. If we reach the tunnels, we lose them. She glances at you, determination in hee eyes despite the pain. Let’s go!