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Lisa cowered in the alley a few feet off the side street, peering out from behind a beat up old trash bin. Her naked body was cold and soaked from the recent down pour of rain, her dark hair plastered to her face and neck. But she did not care, she didn't even feel the cold. Lisa was far too terrified to care about being cold.

She had no idea how long she had been running, she had not felt the hard road surface, the rocks and debris her feet had hammered upon as she had pounded out the distance. She had not felt winded either, she had not tired as she sprinted farther than she ever had in her life, fleeing the horror she had woken up too. A horror she still struggled to grasp.

Now, hiding behind the trash bin, she watched the marked police car cruise past the alley opening, The cops inside not bothering to shine a light down the dark narrow space, nor even glance her way. For this she was grateful, the cops would ask questions if they spied a naked girl in an alley.

Once they were out of sight, she padded to the entry way and saw the coast was clear. Again thankful this was the middle of the night, the lone female began running again, across the street and around a corner. She had no idea where she was running to, all she knew was she had to get out of the city.
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0 | May 15th 2019 13:57