Ellie skids around a corner, no time to feel the pain burning in her arm, taking point as the other catch up to Joel from behind. Her gun ends up buried down the throat of one of the hunters, and she pulls the trigger twice, double-tapping out of shock. When that one drops, another jumps in to grab her from behind, pull her up to start to strangle her.

Gagging, Ellie chokes, feels her throat start to give, and realizes she can't get a good angle with her gun. Pulling her switchblade, she jams it into his wrist. He screams loudly and immediately pulls away. Ellie spins and brings her gun up, sighting down the barrel to blast his face open.

"Joel-" she yells, looks up to see him making his way to her, blood all down his face, in his eyes. The explosion rocks everything under her feet, and she takes off, gripping the handrail to avoid slipping in blood.

"Careful of your arms," she calls out, her voice sounding far away in one ear. Shit, that explosion was close. She's close on his tail, but she'll probably need his help to get up without slicing herself.