#snippyfugitive

It was raining and dark. Lightning cracked overhead, followed by loud crashes of thunder. The rain was pouring down from the dark sky, soaking the two fugitives. He tugged Cut Man into an alley as the police cars passed, sirens wailing. They sped on by, missing the two outlaws. Elec slumped over, trying to catch his breath. 

“I could use a damn E-Tank right now, but we’re out. We’re going to have to find a place to settle for the night. C’mon, I think the warehouse district isn’t too far. We might be able to find decent shelter there.”