Concealed

"Why are you doing this...?"
"I have no idea what's going on?"

"ma'am just come with me."
"I don't know you. I'm not going anywhere with you."

I broke free of his grip and ran. I ran for my life. I could feel the wind rushing towards my face. The icy air touching grasping my face tightly.
Suddenly I felt a sting in my leg. I felt something warm running down my leg, then suddenly I dropped.