All you can think about is running as fast and far as you possibly can, so that's what you do. Just run.
The man you stabbed earlier runs after you, seemingly oblivious to his wound even though it must have been hurting. Somehow, impossibly, he catches up with you and grabs hold of one arm. You know he isn't going to let go.
"Get off!" You scream, lashing out with the other arm. The movement unbalances both of you and you fall sideways, him landing on top of you.
"Get off!" you scream again. A sharp pain makes you gasp. The world before you slides in and out of focus and you desperately try and get away. It doesn't work. The world dims and goes black.
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