Frying Pan (50 Word Story #7)

The man in the mask was right behind. Jessica vaulted up the chain link fence, kicking down. Three fingers snapped. He screamed, and she planted her boot in his face.

On the far side, she collapsed, the wheezing of asthma making her dizzy.

Sudden growls; the junkyard dogs engulfed her.

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