TBE: Run, like he says

From Create Your Own Story

Without pausing to think, you turn away from the man and start to run. The bulkiness of your skirts makes this difficult, so you reach down with both hands and lift them up above your knees. You dash down the alley way, splashing through puddles of muck and grime, and through smells you would rather not think about.

Behind you, there are loud, angry voices. Men shouting at each other. Then you hear what can only be a gunshot, followed by several replies almost at once. Without a doubt, the man you were with is now dead. For some reason, this causes you to feel a sudden loneliness, as if part of you has just shriveled up and died.

You feel hot tears fill your eyes, but you’re too focused on your running to notice them.

“Jenny!” you hear a woman’s voice call to you.

Do you:

• TBE: Ignore the voice and keep running
• TBE: Stop running, this person obviously knows you