“Ah, where’re you gooiiingg..~?”

The enigmatic male’s low voice rang through your ears, and you could only let out a strained gasp of breath in response. You’ve been stumbling and staggering about throughout this dim alleyway for what seemed like hours, your body feeling heavier than lead each time you tried to pick yourself up and maneuver around the various objects littering the pathways. You were hoping, praying for an exit, just one glimpse of the bright city lights you’ve known so well..

You could feel your sight getting fuzzier as your hands clutched onto a nearby dumpster to keep steady, still trying to push your exhausted legs to over exertion. Yoru, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying your misery, the man practically playing with you like a predator would its prey. He continued to walk forward, a sadistically pleased smile donning his lips as his black tresses of hair fluttered around his face with each step.

“You’re getting a bit far… Slow down, yeah?”

He hummed softly — and a wheeze immediately left you as you felt the tightness around your throat constrict tighter. It was as if fingers were wrapped around your neck, slowly strangling you despite nothing being there..

With his footsteps nearing closer, you gasped for air once more, gathering what little strength you had left to push yourself forward, your hand clutching along the brick wall. You swear you could see a glimpse of the street lamps, the luminescence polishing the cement up ahead..