𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀 || 𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐍 || [𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠]

4

Striding into the alleyway there was an eerie sensation lingering in the air moreover there was I ick that ran through my nerves. My senses heightened up ready to counter any spontaneous counter that could shift my terrain. The intuition never lied, and I was being followed behind by the collecting footsteps that kept augmenting.

 A smirk arose on my lips "Suwonie's statistics seem to work well" I muttered to myself with a giggle.

M

aking sure that I'd collected all the rats behind, it was time to ensure that the were all caged up for the exposition to commence generously. Taking a drastic turn I charged at my feet sprinting fast enough to fabricate an escape attempt.

T

he herd followed me absent-mindedly as I lured them to the passage with shutters away from any CCTV activities. The dead end stood infront of me as the following footsteps came to a halt celebrating their victory way too early

"There's no running away now" The man yelled making his voice echo throughout the quiet neighborhood, as the people were quick in their toes to switch off the lights and shut their windows down to avoid any hassle. It was pathetic, how every human could rescue or influence anyone's verve in the most optimistic way possible but wants their butts off clean. How can this not haunt them?

"Turn yourself in" the man yells yet again I stand facing my back to them. It was soon enough that his footsteps got closer to approach while hitting the metal rod on the pavement and walls to intimidate me.

"Such a hassle for a mere girl, who can't even make a run" he pokes my back with the metal rod "It's not very wise of you to waste another minute of mine, walk off with us nicely, that's the least you can do for yourself"

The continuous poking and the self-booster comments couldn't help but lead to a loud scoff from my mouth. He was another nuisance in the world I lived in, lives alike built this foundation of them being ideal of themselves against any helpless individual they trade to take out while the foreseen truth was they were a no match in a hand-to-hand battle with any of them, the possibility of them winning would be none less than 40%.

"Can't pinpoint, whether you're pretty delusional or dumb?" I turned around to face him.

"Neither of them is favorable for you right now" I tsked adjusting my baseball cap.

"But who said I couldn't make a run?" The man veers around to notice that the lights are long out and it is only the fading lights illuminating through the blinds of a few flats nearby.

"I see that... The regret of following the mere girl around" I pushed his shoulder as he stumbled back on his feet and his men got into position "You're just a bunch of imbeciles"