The sky opened up, unleashing a torrent of rain that turned the city streets into rivers of water and mud. The once bustling city was now shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by the occasional flicker of streetlights casting long, eerie shadows.
I sprinted through the downpour, my heart pounding in my chest. The cold rain stung my skin and soaked through my clothes, but I couldn't afford to slow down. Behind me, I could hear the steady footsteps of my pursuer—"thud, thud, thud"—echoing in my head and mingling with the roar of the rain.
My breath came in ragged gasps, each one a cloud of mist in the frigid air. Turning sharply down a narrow alley littered with puddles, —"splash, splash"—as I tried to lose him. The alley was dark and foreboding, the shadows seeming to reach out and grab at me.