Saved by Youtubers// Jack Maynard & Joe Sugg

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Sometimes we think that we could not endure the tiniest pain, but we are already equipped with the ability to endure even the greatest agonies.
-FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE
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As I look back to see the dark human like shadow that is following me, I wipe the mascara that has now travelled down to my lips as the tears kept streaming down my face. The quiet warm tears travelled down my cheeks leaving a trail and planting sour drops in my mouth. I try to think fast on my feet but the stress of the situation is clouding my thinking and my focus keeps on drifting to the loud beating in my chest that could be softly heard in my head.  The heels of my shoes clinking against the road making more sound then necessary. Loud groaning behind me indicates that the shadow is now getting closer and I need to start moving before it catches up to me.

I decide to take a left turn between two silver buildings and it only took me a few minutes of running to escape the narrow streets between the tall buildings and I find my self in the main road. I could hear the sound of cars and the dim lights from the sidewalk. I was starting to loose my breath taking sharp breaths to try and breath, I could feel the taste of blood in my mouth and a sharp pain stitch pain in my abdomen. The cars became closer and the bustling of them louder, I was close but it was not enough the shadow has caught up to me.  It aggressively tugged on my wrist which caused me to land on my left hip before I could make it out into the light. I felt the hard concrete rub against my hip as I was dragged by by hand, all motion has come to stop, the jeans I am wearing have come down just below my hip exposing some of the skin.

"This is it"  I think to myself, my heart was beating fast against my chest almost as it was to escape from it, stop and for a second I wish it did so I would not feel any pain.  My body was in throbbing pain I could not hear the cars or the people or anything besides my heart. I slowly shut my eyes as they focus out of the street lights and are slowly replaced with darkness. Here I lay in the middle of a narrow street where no one could see me, no one could hear me and no one can help.

I am woken up by faint noise and light shaking as I find myself still on the hard concrete. Everything is replying in my head in a loop. My eyes start to water and a tear rolls down out of a corner of one of my eyes, I then realise my head is rested in someone's hands, but my vision so blurred that I can not work out the persons face, so in caution I just attempt to push myself away from the person that was holding me. I used the power that I had to try and inch myself away but the pain in my head and my body was too agonising to even distance myself by millimetres.