Read with BonusRead with Bonus

Chapter 4

Seeing the knife spurs me into action. I start to scramble backwards on all fours like a crab before I am able to heave my body up.

I start to run, I can hear his footsteps behind me, pounding the pavement. My heels are slowing me down, so I kick them off hoping this gives me the extra speed I need to outrun him.

I dart down the sidewalk and start screaming "Help!", but the fog swallows the sound right up. I can hear his voice in my head "no one can save you girl".

His voice is like a dark cloud in my mind, and I can feel it heightening my fear and like it's physically trying to slow me down.

I need to take a deep breath and think, which is hard to do when someone with a knife is chasing you.

I know my way around these streets, hopefully better than he does. Should I keep running or try to hide? Fuck it, I growl to myself.

I take a hard turn to my left down an alley. There has to be somewhere I can hide.

I desperately search looking for anywhere I can fit my small body. I spot a dumpster with discarded boxes pushed against the alley wall and before I can give too much thought of what I could be stepping on, I climb into the box closest to the alley wall and sink as low as possible.

My heart is racing, the noise so loud I swear it will lead him right to my hiding spot.

I try to slow my breathing, quietly in and out. If I stay here long enough, maybe he won't find me and I can slink home. I don't know why this is happening to me.

Did this psycho randomly target me? Is this who has been following me?

But why couldn't I feel his aura and why could I hear his voice in my head. Again, I have too many questions and no answers.

I feel frustrated, scared and confused. Not the greatest combination when you're hiding in a box by a dumpster avoiding your attacker. I have no idea how my day has gone from bad to worse.

I can feel him entering my mind, it feels like sludge sliding over my senses and it's repulsive.

I can smell your fear

Come out and I'll make your death quick

If he thinks for one minute I'm reveling myself then he must be dumb. I just press myself farther down into the box. I can wait here as I need.

I can hear his footsteps slowly walking through the alley way. I cover my mouth to silence even the sound of my breathing.

Finally after what feels like hours I hear nothing. I'm debating if I should try to make a run for it. I finally decide to cautiously stand up but realize my mistake when immediately, I spot him lounging on the other side of the wall, eyes glowing orange and skin slightly luminous even in the fog.

He smiles smugly and says one thing.

"Got you."

Previous Chapter
Next Chapter