"Help! Somebody help me!" the scream for help sliced through the night. I wasn't really sure it was real.
The Devil's Alley has all sorts of bad people and dark devious people. All sorts of terrible things happen in here. The cry for help could easily be someone attracting attention to lure people in.
But then I heard laughter and the sound of running footsteps and I got worried. Someone was actually in deep s**t.
"No one is going to help you if they can't hear you." pulsated, crawled against the dry walls of the alley, eventually crawling inside my skin like goosebumps.
I finally detached myself from my position next to dad's car.
'Always take risks but only when your gut tells you it's worth it.' dad always said, and I always listen more than I talk.
I followed the voices; Rose
