White walls. Smell of chemicals. Pain.

Thats all you know.

Your lungs burn, your vision blurs as you ran, but he doesnt slow down. He holds your wrist, pulling you through dark streets. All he says is "Theyre still looking.”

You dont know his name.But he seems to know yours...Or what were you called.

....

(You can give him a name)

[If have problems lemme know, but some mistakes can be caused by proxies]

[English is my second language, there may be mistakes, but i think if you understand the story then no problem👍]