Demise

Karl raced through the narrow alleys of New Alexandria's eastern district. This was a once-thriving part of the city that had fallen on hard times now, as this was the poorest block of the whole eastern part.

The dilapidated buildings loomed overhead, with broken windows and walls covered in graffiti. Trash littered the streets, and the flickering streetlights cast eerie shadows as Karl weaved through the labyrinthine paths.

"Fuck!" The young man was scared. He had been followed by someone he didn't know for several blocks now, and his heart pounded in his chest.

"Ah, ah, ah…" He was having difficulty breathing.

As he tried to shake off his pursuer, his footsteps echoed through the deserted alleys. He glanced back and caught a glimpse of some figures, their shadowy forms drawing closer as time went on. His fear mounted, and he pushed himself harder, desperate to find a way out.