A Death in After World: Rennet, Page 3

So with the dog latched on to my foot I screamed out in pain.

  A face appeared in front of me. I was some woman, a regular woman, not a mouse. She had a concerned look on her face.

  I screamed again and went back down a little as the dog was jerking to pull me back down.

  “Someone help!” She shouted, “A child here has fallen in a hole!”

  She put her hands out and I grabbed at them frantically. As soon as I grabbed them she pulled mightily.

  The dog lost its grip and I was pulled completely clear of the hole. I hung there in the air for a brief moment, dripping blood on the ground till the woman suddenly tossed me backwards and screamed out. “It’s a mouse!” She yelled.

  I got up and ran past her while she was frantically wiping her hands off on her clothes and screaming for anyone to hear that a mouse had assaulted her.

  This building had a ladder on it for roof access and I took full advantage of it. I climbed up quickly and made it to the roof. I was limping heavily but still moving as quick as I could. Two roof tops later I found a vent I could hide behind and dropped down to catch my breath.

  I was still bleeding, but only a little.

  I should tell you that another advantage of being a mouse is being able to heal very quickly. We tend to stop bleeding pretty quickly and an injury like this one would be healed completely in about a week.