The water splashed under my feet as I walked along a dark alley, listening to my MP3 player, I was headed to my crappy apartment to finish my homework that I had to do for school.
A loud bang echoed through the alley, I stopped and took out the earbud that I had in my left ear and turned around to see a guy with a hand gun walking in my general direction, when I turned to see no one was behind me I sprinted for my life to get into the main street before he got any closer to me.
I was about 10 feet away from the street when I tripped and tried to get back up but failed.
I quickly turned around onto my back to see that the guy was gone.
"Where the hell did he go?" I muttered to my self.
Someone with red hair came to me from the main road, and said with a British accent "What are you on the floor for?"
"Um I fell..."
"What did you fall for?"
"There was a man and I was scarred," I said as I turned to point to the alley, but when I turned around she was gone.
"Okay, am I drugged?" I muttered to myself again.
I walked into the street when I a tall guy with black curly hair and a shorter guy with brown short hair hail a cab, (that wasn't usually found in america, but a British cab) and drive off.
That's when I sat down on the side of the street and closed my eyes.
*Disclaimer, I do not own the rights to Doctor Who, Sherlock, or Supernatural.*