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Daniel grabs me by the hand, pulling me to the south side of the room where a terrace balcony runs. Kent is close behind us, providing cover. There’s a door there at the corner of the room and I’m filled with relief when I see it – but suddenly, a man jumps in front of it – A man all in black, wearing a ski mask – I stop short and start to pull Daniel back, but my act is disrupted when I hear a BANG at my ear and scream again, clutching the side of my face. The man in front of us falls and Daniel bolts forward, dragging me with him, I turn slightly to look behind at Kent and see a gun in his hand – What the – how the hell did he – “Go, Fay!” he yells at me, clearly frustrated at my delay. I nod and turn my attention back to Daniel, who reaches the door and pushes it open, pus