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50,005 words and done.

Last lines:

"You're apparently the hero of the piece," Nia said.

"Me?"

"Facing down the armed gun man, running into a burning building to save someone's father--"

"You did that."

"--getting shot yourself in the process."

"That's not heroic."

Nia patted his hand. "The people want a hero, Sam. Let them have one?"

"Couldn't think of a better man," Matt said. He even grinned. "If it can't be me, of course."

Past the halfway point of the month. Oh no! Oh wait, that's good.

Yesterday: 2224
Today: 3791

Total: 36000

So much for 2000 words a day :(

Although I have no idea what happens next. (Sam, the police guy, is feeling light-headed, after having a glass of wine at the protag's sister's place, but this might be due to his head injury; I don't know if he expects me to do somthing with that or he was just bored and making up plot twists to entertain himself.)

Matt turned on him. "I'll come up with something. Just let me think."

And so we leave our heroes worrying about the imminent arrival of the police with their tracking dogs. They can't make a run for it, because Chev is too sick and there is no way his brother will leave him. Right now they're considering making a stand vs splitting up and at least two of them getting away.

However I try to approach it, it keeps heading for a confrontation between the antagonist (the police sgt) and the protags. At which point, I shall have to take them all out the back, beat them to death and start again.

So my protags held up the post office on the jump station (it's sort of intermediate space station, you catch a shuttle-thing from the planet to this place, and from there, get a ride to the bigger space station that has gates to all the other jump station). The jump station caters for all travellers & tourists coming & going from the planet, so there's a bit of town there, including a post office that doubles as a bank. Anyway, my protags robbed it, as they were supposed to.

But then the planet-based police guys who are trying to catch them found out where they were and shut down all traffic to the station, trapping the protags there.

THIS WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN.

Now I'm stuck.

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