He was running as fast as he could. There was no way he could stop. There was not a single person in sight. No cars, no houses, no nothing. the entire street was empty. Where is everybody? He could not stop to even turn back to see if his pursuer was still there. He could not take the chance. He knew very well how powerful his adversary was and that every microsecond lost was an inch closer to his foreboding doom.
He knew he was still being followed. He could feel it. He was sure he could hear his pursuer's breath. Yes, a definite panting. No it isn't just the beating of your heart. Someone is definitely breathing behind you. Run! He could not stop. His life was still in danger. Keep running. Faster. Faster! FASTER!
To be continued.
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