<pre style="line-height: 21px; white-space: normal; color: #444444; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;">The threat
Pressed up against a wall, the cold bricks scrape against the back of my arms. I tremble in the dark ally way, only me and this aggressive man stand alone. I am trapped here. I can feel his anger radiating off him. His pupils dilated making him appear to have large black eyes. They dart from left to right, constantly looking at me then checking for anyone else. I could feel him following me earlier but I ignored. Suddenly I felt a large ice-cold hand wrap around the top of my arm, pinching my skin then he jerked me into the ally.
He had timed it perfectly, he waited for the humming of the car engines to fade round the corner, for there only to be mine and his footsteps heard. The sudden feeling of his chilled palm around my arm took my breathe away, leaving me unable to scream for help. My breathing switched to short fast breathes as he violently flung me against the wall. He put his arms in either side of me, pressing against my ribcage causing me to gasp for breathe. There was no light in the narrow gap between buildings. There was barely enough room for either of us to fit. However a light in the distance allowed me to see his face. He had a scar that ran down the left side of his face.
He had no hair allowing the light to reflect off it. His lips were chapped and his jaw clenched, he manages to keep his jaw firm even while speaking. He leaned in close to me, our noses almost touching and he whispered. Rage vibrated through his words. He breathed heavily from his nose, at times it was louder than his whispering. My lips started to quiver, I quickly tried to turn my head to the left or right so afford eye contact. I'd squint my face and close one eye.
My shoulders would rise and my muscles tighten. Every time he would move closer to say something then take a step backwards just enough for me to breathe my own air. He mumbled to himself as he paced back and forth, violently swinging his arms. He stopped, turned and looked at me with this evil grin and walked towards me. He put his hands back on the wall and leaning into my ear and whispered again. My eyes opened widely, what he said would never be forgotten. Every part of my body was shaking with absolute terror.
The smell of his cheap perfume floated in the air around us, mixed with the sent of rubbish that laid on the floor. My palms were sweating excessively. I was unable to get any words out, I physically couldn't force any sound out at all. A tear slowly skimmed across my cheek and hung on my jaw, another followed and created a stream down my face. Every time I took a breath you could hear the fear I was feeling. In the distance I could hear heavy footsteps approaching. I chose my moment, took a deep breathe and screamed.</pre>
