The man... he was gone... he vanished, like he was never there. He left a slight cut on my neck but I gave little attention to it and started running to my apartment. I didn't look back. I feared for the worst of things that would happen to me if I did... I fear he would slice my throat and leave me there to die... but not today. I won't let anyone try to kill me. Not ever.
As I ran home, someone bumped into me. Oh Hell. Not another one. But this one was different... he was kind. He noticed the mark on my throat, which was starting to heal.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" the man said. "But may I ask what that is on your neck?"
I put my hand over the place where the blade travelled across and followed its path with my fingers.
"Uh... that's... nothing," I said.
"Oh, I'm sure something happened. My name is Adam. If you want to stop by and talk, here's my information." he replied.
I recieved a decorated business card from Adam. It all went so fast. I'm not sure if I trust him enough, but I'll go with it.
