C361 In the Basement

The baseball bat was raised high, ready to strike down on John. His eyes were locked onto the bat, unblinking. He was waiting for the right moment. At times like this, everyone's attention was on the bat. So, if he moved quickly enough, even as the bat came down, he could seize the opportunity to kick away the person threatening me. If he could rescue me, then there was a chance for us to escape