Prologue
I raced out the alley. It was around 6 o'clock. The sky was dark, it was about to rain, and there weren't many cars out. The alley had a bunch of graffiti of words and quotes.
Being chased wasn't that easy. Especially by a murderer, killer, whoever you want to name the guy. My heart was beating fast. I scaled the fence that separated me and the murderer.
Gunshots sounded behind me. My feet were burning. I didn't have any shoes on, and the only thing I was wearing was a worn-out t-shirt and shorts. My hair was a mess. Heck, I was a mess.
"I will get you. Stop trying to run. It's useless," an angry voice sounded behind me. The voice was manipulated. I was so scared. I kept on running, no matter how out of breath I was. More gun shots sounded. A scream came from somewhere, then I realized it was me. Then, an ache started to grow on my shoulder. A bullet was there.
Someone HAD to hear that. I mean, I'm running towards a neighborhood.
"Don't you even dare to try to go to your house," an aggravated voice said. I ran up to a random person's front door and knocked rapidly. I was shot again in my leg. I collapsed once the door was opened.
My vision was blurry. I think I saw a boy around my age. Then, a few more came, I think around 6 people. They all had concerned faces. Then, it turned into shock.
One of them said something, but I couldn't hear because of the blood loss. I only heard one word: hurry. For a minute, all was silent. Then, I was being carried. I blacked out to complete darkness