Sirens trailed behind you, your feet carrying you faster almost automatically. You turned corners and streets, but the sirens followed. Then you made the decision to duck into a dark alleyway.

Only a few steps forward, and you bumped into a hard chest, causing you to trip over their shoe. You landed on the ground, but you looked up to spot the face of the man you tripped on. Marcus's hand extended towards you. "Need help?" He asked politely, his voice muffled by a joint between his lips.