"Damn! He's getting nearer."

I tried to run faster out of the dark alley. I didn’t even bother to wipe my sweaty forehead and cheeks, I just kept running until I landed in a darker alley with a large gate blocking my way.

"Oh damn, it's a dead end!" I pushed and kicked the chain hanging.

I have no other choice but to climb up the nine-feet tall metal gate. I hurried even more when I saw that whoever was chasing me was about to catch up with me. "Damn it!"

I saw him pull out a gun so I just focused my attention on climbing. I was near the top of the gate when I felt a sudden heat in my left arm followed by an excruciating pain when a bullet pierced my damn skin.

"Shit!"

Despite the blood running down both of my arms, I chose to continue climbing 'til I reached the top. He fired another bullet, and luckily, I already jumped down to the other side of the gate before he can even reach me.

I even rolled on the dirty floor.

"Damn that creep!" I smiled behind the mask I am wearing.

I let out heavy breaths before running away again from the man who was starting to climb the gate.

I also have a hard time running because I'm wearing four inches heels and the dress is a bit heavy. I also need to lift it up because the hem reaches the floor. Add to that the gunshot wound to my two arms that continue to bleed.

"Who the hell is that crazy man in black?" I never looked back to where I came from. Did I escape him?

That guy is familiar. I just can't tell clearly because of his weird outfit, a black shirt under a black suit and he's wearing a black combat shoes.

Even in the dark, I could see a small house that was obviously abandoned. The moon lit up the door, I could still see how much flesh was scattered inside. I hurried in and closed the broken door, still hanging on to the gloves I was wearing.

"I think this is far enough, he won't be able to find me here." I fell down to sit in a corner and removed my heels. I also tore the hem of my dress to use it as a bandage on my bleeding arm. "Darn it!"

I took a deep breaths before standing up, struggling to see the things that were scattered in one corner of the abandoned house. There are some furnitures that are obviously old and are ready to be thrown in the trashes. There were random stuffs and old clothes still in the sack. The whole place is covered with dust and spider web.

I pulled out a rusty iron and checked it.

I was about to put it back to its place when I heard the door opening. "Shit! Don't tell me he's really that determined to kill me?" I whispered in my mind.

I hid behind the mannequin, holding the piece of steel I had gotten.

The man carefully searched the items piled up in the corner. "Where is she?" He hurriedly removed the hat he was wearing and threw it somewhere.

My eyes widened in shock when I recognized who he is.

Of all people, why him?