The Darkness of Gold

It was cold, very cold… I was running and running for hours, but the chase still went on. Every time I heard the howl of police hounds I went and hid in the bushes to hide. I am near the end of the tiny bit of sanity I have left within me, but I am not mad yet, no… no yet. I can tell you my story if you want but I will have to tell you it fast.
It all started when I saw that woman in the streets, she was the normal poor beggar. But she had this one necklace that was pure gold… but there was something very… unusual about it. It shined like the golden sun, but burned the soul with depression like a demon speaking inside a man’s ear. But most of all was that when you looked at it, you would feel something within… I felt a sudden urge for death.
I started having unspeakable thoughts about that woman and her horrible necklace, every time I saw a woman it reminded me of her, but one night when I got home my wife came it and said to me, “Can you help me with something?”
I looked at her but instead of my wife’s face I saw the woman, I couldn’t handle it anymore, I got up and grab a knife and went towards my wife. She backed away frightened and said, “Honey, what is it you doing?”
“Shut up, you horrid woman, how ye dare be in my house and call me honey, for you aren’t my wife,’ I screamed to the top of my lungs.
With a single slice she laid dead, after I cleaned up the body I went back to work when all of a sudden there was a bang on the door, “Open up Mr. Jorge, it is the police.”
When I heard them I ran out the back knowing they knew I murder someone, I ran and ran. Then I heard the dreadful sound of dogs chasing after my tail. I ran and ran for hours and sometimes stopped in alleyways to rest but only for a second.
Now here I am now and waiting for them to come around the corner, after 1 hour nothing is happening and when I step out I see something in the distance. Not hearing any dogs I don’t move. Then all of a sudden guns fire…