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I writhed as pain seared from my ankles, slowly creeping its way up my naked bruised legs. A terrified groan escaped my parched lips as I forced myself to get up and run as if my life depended on it-- well, in a way, it did. I clutched my bleeding side as pushed myself through the pain and ran down the dimly lit corridor.

"What in the hell...Hey! She's escaping!" One of my aggressors shouted as my unbearably painful escape began.

I didn't dare to look back as I heard heavy footsteps hurriedly stampeding towards me, I ran out of desperation. I had no hope to get out of here-- there was no reason to. I'm a sheep among a pack of wolves, what defense did I have?

I scanned the area desperately, looking for a place to run in hopes of losing them. Hell, at this point I was even looking for a place to hide! But just my luck, there was none. I've been super unlucky all my life but this once...just this once, I had hoped that it would have finally been on my side. I guess it just wasn't meant to be.

I stumbled as my foot got stuck in a muddy pothole. I looked down and felt my eyes well up with tears. "No, no, no, no." I cried out in frustration as I tried to pull my leg out but to no avail. In the process I ended up falling forwards onto my knees, causing my ankle to twist in an unnatural way. I screamed out in pain as now both my ankle and my side ached. The footsteps were coming closer and closer and there was absolutely nothing that I could do about it. I was stuck here, in this barely lit alleyway with nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.

I slumped my head down in defeat as my chest rose up and down quickly as rushed breathes escaped my dry lips. As the footsteps came closer and closer all I could think to myself was:

This Journey was a mistake.

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