The cold air blew in between my toe, through the dark night. I sprinted as far as I could,  all the way down the street, running and running. I stopped after what seemed like forever, my heart beating like a drum against my cold wet hand. My legs and arms were freezing as I only had my underwear on. I turned around, wondering if “it” was still chasing me… Nothing seemed to be there. “It” was after me, running tests on my body, searching for something within me. The street light flickered above me, as the alleyways were covered in muck and dirt. I scoured the area for some clothes or food, but nothing appeared to be around. As I leaned against a brick wall, I slowly let my feet slip forward and dirt cover my feet, my body slowly falling to the ground. I curled into a tight ball and prayed for safety, what I see is “it”, and everything goes dark.