Chapter 45 On The Ropes

• Terrified and disoriented, I immediately try to scream. The sound is muffled as a large, callous hand presses over my mouth. I struggle as violently as I can, kicking and punching in the darkness wildly. I can hear my attacker grunt, but his grip on me doesn’t waiver.
• Fear and adrenaline course through my veins. When my kicking and punching don’t succeed in halting my attacker, I switch to clawing, violently scraping my fingernails where I guess his face might be in the darkness.
• I hear a distinctly male voice grunt as it seems my attacks finally hit. In response, he slams me up against the alleyway wall and tries to pin my arms to my side. Even with the burst of strength that my adrenaline gives me, the man is much bigger than me. I don’t stand a chance to defeat him on my own.