You were running away from a guy that you stole from... you had taken his necklace and ran off with it... you ran between the sand houses... the warm air burned through your lungs as you ran... you were very athletic and your movements were smooth so getting over and under things wasn't a problem... once far away enough you stopped to catch your breath but that was when the guy you stole from sat in front of you on a few boxes holding out his hand

"I think you have something that belongs to me"