Run

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Sedona:

"I know why you did it."

The words rang in her head as her legs flew her through the dark streets on autopilot.

"I know why you're running. You may thing you have somewhere to hide, but... well, why spoil the surprise? You'll figure it out soon enough."

"Her lungs burned, her eyes watered. She was running out of steam like a gas tank running on fumes, but with every word recited in her head, the pure fear building inside her kept her going a few more feet.

"You may think you're smart enough to stay hidden, but every mastermind has their fatal flaw. You may not know who i am, but i know you oh so well and I am looking for yours."

Just a few more, a few more blocks before she reached the blinking lights of the city. A few more blocks until she slipped out of the grasp of the darkness.

"I am looking for your motive, the core of your great master plan. It could be anything, really. Your big reason could turn out to be many reasons. Let's say for example: power, popularity, money, or perhaps simply a name?"

A name, a name. His name haunted the back of her mind. She shrugged it off and ran harder.

"It's almost as if I don't even need to know you. You already know who you are, don't you? And if you didn't know before, if you somehow conned yourself into forgetting, maybe you remember now."

Could she be so sure of who she was when it seemed like she never even knew in the first place? Everything around her was changing so fast she couldn't tell what had been and what hadn't. The girl she knew didn't receive vague, threatening letters in the mail. The version of her that she knew was asleep at 4 a.m., not running around like a lunatic. The real her may have been pretty typical, but at least she was safe.

"Sincerely, a friend."

She almost scoffed at that part. "Wow," she thought aloud, "wouldn't i love one of those."

She turned her attention a couple feet ahead. She was nearly there. She pushed herself a little more and finally, the streets began to brighten and she felt a little less lost. It's like something about the place had helped her regain her sanity. She navigated the sidewalks, empty at the crack of dawn, until she found the building she was looking for. A pizzeria, closed, of course. But she wasn't looking to satisfy an early morning pizza craving. It was the apartments located above it that she was after. She climbed up to the third floor and looked for apartment 5C. Staring anxiously at its bright orange door, she knocked slowly in three even strokes. She waited, a mixture of fear and anticipation brewing inside her. 7 seconds later, (Yes, she counted) she heard it: three identical knocks from the other side. She slipped a blue card she had been holding in her pocket under the door and soon enough, it opened. She was greeted with a smile.

"Well, it's about time. Come in."