The last day of my life

I was sitting in the dark room with my fear. I don't know what to do next. My eyes are bloodshot red, sweat is rolling down my  cheeks and drop on my feet. I had revolver in my hand. I put it to my tempest, I am shivering badly my fingers are on trigger, pushing it slowly, at that time I feel my dead closely, a cold air passes through my body. And I shoot
"Oh! pretty lady don't die so soon. It's not your fault".
The door of my room svange open. Corridor lights hit me on my eyes sharply. I cannot able to see as my eyes are shrinking. A blur shadow came in front of my eyes, a shadow of  gaint man. He dressed up in full black coat and pant and his face is hidden with a black clothe
"Shut your fucking mouth"
"Who the  hell you are ?", with aggression, "GET OUT OFF MY HOUSE ". I stand and pointed the gun on him
"Calm down sweat heart. I am not gonna hurt you".
With the deep breath he continued, "you have to do your last plan of your life, you cannot quite, you have joined the game by yourself but the end is not in your hand, you cannot die so soon".
The door shut with bang, and get dark, I  was shivering more.
"DON'T SHOOT DON T SHOOT.....GET OFF". BANG! BANG!
A noise of gun fire had almost killed me, than it was so silence that I could hear my breath. I run towards the switch bored, on the lights. There was something bad had happened in fraction of dark seconds. I was standing still, I feel like someone has grab my neck so tightly that I was hardly breathing. A naked body of man was on the floor and the blood is flowing from his head. I have never seen that person before. My gun was in his hand. I was shocked, what had actually happened here? And why in this house?
Somethings click in my mind, my finger prints on that gun, police gonna cot me. I dressed up, I took the gun from his hand with the help of clothe, put it in my purse and ran outside of house towards the street. A taxi stop in front of me, without thinking I just take a back seat. And I don't know you are already exist jack. I am so thankful.
"Tracy it was your hard time, now you are save with me".
" oh jack"( with calm voice).
Tracy listen the roaring of siren behind the taxi. Tracy scared, her beautiful face become more pale, and ask in whisper , "jack is this siren is of cops".
"Baby Tracy you are in track, they are following us, now what? Should I leave you? " (voice of laughter ).
Tracy pointed the gun on jack
"Baby jack drive as fast as you can".