It was 3:52am and I walking away from the club.
"Fuck, I should have brought my car", I mumbled to myself.
It's been 10 minutes and Im in the bad side of town called, Wineville. You can hear the drunk men in the alley and the crunch of the glass on the floor.
"Hey there, do you wanna have some fun"
Just keep walking, I thought.
Don't look, Don't look.
As I walk by, I smell the cheap beer and cigarettes in their breath.
"Hey, I'm tal-talking to y-yooou"
I walked away
My heartbeat gets louder as I hear their druken footsteps get closer and closer
"Fuck!" I yelled
I ran and so did they.
"Shit! Shit! Shit!"
I felt a slimy hand on my upper arm grab me
Unknown P.O.V.
"Bye Mark" I said to the security
"Bye boss", said Mark
"How many times did I tell you Not to call me "boss", I said
"Get over it, Boss"
I was driving home, but there was an accident on the freeway
"Fuck"
I decided to take the next exit out.
"I hate going this way; why the hell did they have to have an accident now"
"It's frickin' 3:10 in the morning"
I got just entered the bad side of town called, Wineville.
"Empty, thank god"
Or so he thought...
I was almost to the exit when I heard a strange commotion.
I heard someone yell "Shit!" and heavy feet hitting the pavement...
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