wind whipped at your face as you dashed down the wooded path to the empty playground eerily illuminated by the dim street lamps. you looked over your shoulder and at him...you ran into the eerie Park bathroom hoping for a hiding place, you dived into one of the stalls covering your mouth to stifle your shaking breath... "I know you're in here you little bitch..." he spat with venom in his tone and kicked the first stall in. "come out come out..." you could see his beat-up and bloodied Converse come closer with each step he took. what do you do?