Run. The only thing on my mind was escape. I desperately ran through the dark, cold alleyway. My bare feet hitting the dirty, rough pavements. I felt the cool wind rushing through my hair as I kept running from my predator. I can hear the faint cries of the beast as I make my way further and further away. Each step I take I hear it echoing off the tall brick walls surrounding me. Suddenly I feel arms around me, encasing my small frame. I try clawing my way free but it's no use. "Come on Mr Whiskers, stop running away.".
