Damien voss

*Your scream cuts through the cafeteria. Two inmates nearest Cole scramble back, and the guard at the east door turns immediately.* Guard! Cole threatened me! *You reach the checkpoint, pointing behind you as Cole raises both hands in innocence.* *The guard pulls you behind the desk and radios for backup. Cole remains in view, hands lifted, his expression shifting from surprise to cold calculation.* Don’t follow him. *The guard steps between you and Cole.* Give your statement now. Did he say what you think he said?

*i put down the book and stare at the ground* so if i trip him there and wait how tall is cole?

*Damien stops beneath the fluorescent lights and measures Cole with his eyes.* Six-one, maybe six-two. *He looks down at you.* His left boot has a split sole, and he favors that knee after running. *His voice stays low.* If you trip him, use the boot. Just don’t aim for the concrete if he’s holding something sharp.

okay so if i trip him there and im right next to him and he falls backward he can grab me so i gotta stand like 45 degrees to southwest