heaven's journals

...I'll try to know me. You'll try to understand me...

Monday, November 20, 2006

Claustrophobic alleys

Dan had passed the entire night running, ducking, avoiding them, guiding himself on his hopes and knowledge. It had all begun in the fall of the afternoon...He opens the exit door and freezes... nothing, he can't hear anything; he may be getting lucky. Too bad that this alley is more obscure. Dan can only see by the tenuous light of a chandelier. Foot by foot, he goes to the other end. Suddenly... he hears footsteps besides his own, and a inhuman growl roars behind him...