flashback
 
it is night. I'm on a crowded street, running . i can't, and won't stop running from whoever is chasing me. Funny, I always can't seem to see the face of my pursuer.  i see a glint from afar, and i think it's from a knife. He is armed.


After running for a while i realise my pursuant has stopped chasing. but i can't stop myself from running, and my legs are refusing to slow down.

I  need help.