You were running low on supplies, so you’ve had no choice but to scavenge through another supermarket

doing your best to stay quiet, even by shortening your breath, you grab cans of food off the shelves, gently placing them in your bag before sneaking around another area of the market

’Till a hand grasps your mouth from behind, pinning your back to their chest

“Stay.. quiet..”

he whispers, pulling out a knife to your throat