***CAMILLA’S POV***
I sprint through the darkened alleyways, breathless and terrified. My heart pounds in my chest, echoing in my ears, and I can sense him closing in, hot on my heels.
I turn sharply, desperately glancing over my shoulder. There's no mistaking it; he's gaining ground and if I ever trip he’d catch me. It’s a moonless night and I have no idea where I am.
"Help!" I scream, my voice quivering, my cries echoing back in my ears. I make a sharp turn into a narrow alley, and see a distant light at the end of the street.
That light is my lifeline, and I need to get there as soon as possible. I grit my teeth and push myself harder, praying I can reach it before he's upon me.
But my legs betray me, suddenly feeling like lead, and it becomes increasingly difficult to move my
