Puppet
While sitting on the boardwalk, I watched the boats sail away from the harbor; hoping to escape my thoughts. I fought the tears and lingered in oblivion. I sense someone staring at me and then I see him. How did he find me? I gasped. No one knew I came here; this is my secret place. Abruptly, I slipped my hoodie over my head and made my way into the crowd of tourists. I don't turn to see if he's following me because I have a plan. I don't even run; just steady quick steps.
Suddenly, my heartbeats start to quicken and it gets harder to breath. Foolishly, I stop for a moment to catch my breath as an unexpected downpour takes me by surprise. I continue to evade him; unaware of his continuing persistence. As I drew closer to Claude Boulevard, a jet black SUV steered rapidly towards me and I started to run towards Hinder's Tunnel. Hinder's Tunnel is an underground passageway that leads to many destinations. Infamous for being the hot spot for drug addicts and the homeless. You have to be tenacious to dare enter Hinder's Tunnel. I mainly use it as a short cut home from school and for occurrences like this.
As I ran down the steps into the tunnel, I heard his voice scream my name.
"Puppet!" I didn't even stop to look back because all I could think about was getting away from him. The moment I entered into the rat infested tunnel, the stench of alcohol and fetus disrupted my senses. It was bloody disgusting but I kept moving on. Essentially, it wasn't my first time there and you never get used to the smell unless you live there. The walls were splattered with blood and other bodily fluids. You could get something nasty just by touching the walls. While heading towards the northeast passageway, I came upon a set of hookers having sex with Big Frank. Big Frank was a drug dealer and had just got out for possession.
"Hey sugar you want a piece of this" I heard him yell at me as I turned the corner into the northeast corridor. Then out of nowhere someone tackled me to the ground. I fell hard onto the concrete cold floor and bumped my head on a metal pipe.
"Ugh" I moaned.
"You thought you could just..." I heard my attacker say breathlessly. It was him, I thought. I could not let him have me. I twisted my body to face him and aggressively pushed him off. He tried to come back and grab me but I kicked him in the face.
"Fuck!" He screamed. I got up and started to run. About a mile down the dark corridor I saw light and felt a sense of relief. I made my way up the steps and made my way across the street to Jimmy's Record Studio. It was an abandoned record studio behind Mike's Bakery and was slowly falling apart. No one knew about it but a select few. The grey threatening sky gave a shiver down my spine. There was suppose to be a full moon tonight; making tonight a very dangerous night for everyone. I quickly entered the building and bolted the door. He won't find me now, I thought.
"Where are you, Puppet?" I heard him think, and then my body flew across the floor as he bashed the door open. I screamed.