I raced down the alley, my heart threatening to fly out of my chest, my lungs throbbing. A glance behind told me what I needed to know. They were still there, chasing, hunting. Shadows of men, their dark forms menacing, prowled the streets. I sank down against the wall, breathing slowly. Shouts were crying out, and laughter. Laughter. They could laugh. I stilled the hatred in my heart. They were lead astray, and someday they would face these crimes.
  Cruel and cold, a smile flashed my way. Shrinking back into darkness I stifled a cry. Sated with pride they called out boastful words. A bulky shape motioned to the others. They had spotted me. . Panicking, I stood,  my eyes ravaging the alley for some escape. The shadowy shapes advanced towards me, shards of broken mirror twinkling in their hands, their dark eyes gleaming with malice.
Where to turn?
Where to run?
There was no way out but forward.

Oh God, how?

Tears spilled down my face.
And then I ran, the shadows filling my eyes.