28 — Ride

They have finally caught up with me. Dragging my feet and slumping against every wall to catch my breath didn’t help.

They circle around me in an alley.

The smaller jumps and drives his legs for my head. The visor disintegrates. The sound floods in first. My ears feel like they are going to burst. The rush of cold air.

This is the end of the ride.

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