Gloria's heart raced as she sprinted. The alarming figure was relentlessly pursuing her. it was his short and emanated an unsettling presence. It was amplified by curly brown hair and a grotesque mass on his face. It seemed as if he was crafted for some dreadful purpose.
Two more men joined that short man. It added fear in Goiria’s heart. Her forehead was sweating. She was searching for the crowd of people and trying to save herself. She ran, but unfortunately, there was no one around to help. In desperation, She darted into a narrow alley.
"She went there, caught her." A shorter goon called his men, Seemed he was the leader of those men.
Goon followed Gloria there too. As Gloria searched for an escape, her eyes widened to see a brick wall standing in front of her, she found the path
