The killer

As Jesse started getting faster, she turned around and saw that the car was right behind her and as she turned around, she tripped over a garbage bin.
As she tried getting up on her feet she couldn't because she twisted her ankle. She winced as pain shot up her ankle and in front of her the dim headlights flashed in her eyes. Fear creeped up her spine as she watched the car crunch to as stop on the gravel, the sound of her quickened breathing amplifying as the car began to open.