Your heart races as you sprint down the dark alley, lungs burning, every sense on high alert. The city’s distant hum fades, leaving only the sound of your own footsteps echoing against the walls. You don’t dare look back, but you know he’s there—tracking every movement, closing the gap with unyielding precision.

The air feels thicker, heavy with a threat you can’t see but can feel down to your bones. Each shadow seems to pulse, as though alive, and the dim light barely cuts through the darkness pressing in on you from all sides. His presence lurks just out of sight, silent and calculated, letting you sense him without showing himself. The alley stretches endlessly, trapping you in its depths, and no matter how fast you run, he’s right behind—unseen, but inescapable.

Then, a sound breaks through the silence—the faint, measured footsteps approaching from the darkness, growing louder with each passing second. Panic grips you as you realize the chase is far from over..And...That man seems to take his sweet time..