Man Hunt

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I ran down the street as the cold concrete touched my bare feet. The sun was extremely bright and I could barely see. I bumped into people as I ran down the busy side walk with my gown on. 

"Move!" I shouted as a lady hit my shoulder.

I was so confused. I stopped, and looked up at the sun. I just wanted to find her. I just wanted to see her. I ran and punched the side of the brick wall. I sat on the side of the building. My knuckles began to bleed, but I didn't care. I placed my hand over my head. It felt like my head was exploding. My vision was blurry. Every sound echoed in my head.

"Where is she?" I said aloud as a couple walked by. They looked at me like I was insane.

I struggled to my feet. "Think Jones.... Think." I said to myself. But it was hard to think. I couldn't process anything. I didn't know where Mrs. Latimore was. I barely knew where I was.

"I called the police... I called the police.... I called the police." A voice echoed in my head.

"Aaaahhhh!" I screamed out in pain as I fell to my knees and held my head.

"I called the police.... I called the police... I called the police..." The voice echoed again.

"Stop it!" I yelled fighting the air with my eyes closed. "Stop it!" I screamed again.

"I called the police!" The voice grew louder. "I called the police. I called the police. I called the police." The voice became faster. It hit me at the moment. I was remembering what the doctor said. He said that he called the police on the group that visited me. That had to be where my friends were.

"Is she okay?" A lady asked to a distant bystander. 

"I don't know." He responded to her.

"Why is she dressed like that?" She asked again.

A teenager came by and pulled out his phone to record me.

"Just leave me alone!" I shoved my hand into his camera.

"She looks like she belongs in the mental asylum." The guy laughed.

I got up to my knees and balled up my bloody fist.

"I said," I tried to say calmly, "Leave.. me.. alone.."

"I'm calling the police." The lady said as she pulled out her Iphone. 

Those word made me flash-out. I walked up to the guy with a grin on his face and snatched his phone. I dropped it, and crushed the screen with my feet. 

He put his chest against mine. "Hey crazy bitch!" He got further into my face. "You're gonna pay for that." He pushed my weak body back.

I walked back to him with a smile on my face.

"It's nobody's phone now." 

Before I could swing on him, I heard sirens and saw flashing lights. I couldn't stand to hear the ringing in my ears. The boy reached for his phone and ran. The illuminate blue light blinded me.

"Get on the ground!" I heard a deep voice yell.

I looked around, but I couldn't see.

"Get on the ground!" The voice yelled hoarsely and more impatient.

I stood still and put my hands up. I didn't know if they were talking to me or not. I could hear footsteps rushing towards me.

"Kneel!" The man paused. "Kneel now!"

Before I could follow his instructions, I was pushed.

I found myself face down, naked, against the cold concrete.

**COMMENT FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER**

SORRY FOR THE WAIT I'M BACK NOW -SUAVE

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